2025 has been a scary year, starting off with a stay in hospital (thanks once again to nasty little shards of limestone working their way through my soft tender innards) and ending up with a bit of a damp squib in terms of anything new and exciting going on. But amongst all that there was some good stuff, notably:
- Rediscovering the guitar after 35 years. It's been too long, and it was surprising how easy it was to get back into it (and also mildly surprising that my last surviving electric guitar still worked!)
- Falling back into a regular exercise routine. Definitely needed, and polishing off regular 6-8 mile rambles has been worth it, I definitely feel better for it even if most of those rambles have been solo efforts due to how busy the girls are.
- More creative stuff. Particularly crochet (I made a LOT of stuff at the tail end of 2025 and I aim to continue making stuff into 2026 so we'll see how that goes)
- Having days where I've felt nigh-on indestructible, both physically and mentally. Not enough of them, but it's a start.
- Tons of visits to Universities as my little girl starts the journey on the next stage of her life, which is both mind-blowing and terrifying at the same time.
- Some fantastic moments of intimacy that will burn in my memory for as long as I live but are far too fleeting / rare, sadly.
The bad stuff didn't dominate, but there was still too much of it including:
- Work sucking harder than ever. 2025, by anyone's measure, was a fucktastically awful year at work with the sheer audacity of entitlement of some of our users (with little or no defence against that), and the utter bullshit / hypno-toadyness of AI and all the utterly bollocks talk about how revolutionary it is and how much time it's saving people and please, for fucks sake, will you use it because the University has paid an arm, a leg and several vital internal organs for it despite it being smoke and mirrors.
- Still a lot of weird "Liver" shit going on, and ongoing assessment for cancer - which is like a dark cloud looming over everything. I still get days where I feel nauseous and get pain, but I'm doing my best to manage it (and staying fit and healthy is a priority at the moment, so I do what I'm damned well told by the specialists / doctors)
- That constant feeling that I'm living in the wrong place and that home still doesn't feel like home. I've had that for nearly a quarter of a century now and it's not getting any easier to deal with.
So there's all that, and I'm starting off 2026 hoping that a lot of the bad list will disappear or improve (I won't hold my breath, I've never been optimistic and I don't really buy into all that "new year, new you" bullshit).
Hello 2026. Treat me more gently than 2025 did.
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