Saturday, January 23, 2021

New Year's check-in

I started thinking it might be time to retire this blog when my holiday newsletter looked like crap on a mobile phone, and I realized that Blogger hasn't updated its platform since phones were invented.

Free is still good, but at this point it's kind of like free fruit cake.

But we'll proceed.

Ethan has returned to college for the spring semester, and Samantha is living with her mom, so as of now it's just me and Jo and the two bad dogs living in this rambling two-bedroom apartment. It suddenly seems like 4,000 square feet.

2021 is the year we're transitioning "their bedroom" into "the spare bedroom." We're re-sanding the floor for the first time since 1929, and re-painting the walls from 2002 Baby Blue to 2021 Manhattan Co-op Gray. (Hoping the light gray redecorating trend hasn't passed yet.)

In process:

We're also going to pare down the furniture and junk to make it look less like a hoarder's den. "Would your mother-in-law be willing to sleep here?" is our guidepost.

In other news, I will have FIVE new books out in 2021--all Dr. Seuss. Two came out this month; the other three will be published by May. 






A board book version of Three Grumpy Trucks will also be released in June.


Other than that, I'm happy to be alive, grateful to be a husband and a father, optimistic that the Hawkeyes may finally win NCAAs this year, and more relieved than I even imagined to have a new president.

It's almost as if all the money for the border wall has been redirected to repair the rift in the space-time continuum.

Happy New Year.


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