Dear Diary,

Can you believe it’s December already? Even with the lock-downs and everything else that has gone on, it seems as though this year has really flown by. Is that because I’m getting older and my time is growing shorter? Or is it because I’ve pretty much been a hermit since 2016 and never really leave the motel anyway so I don’t really notice things like changing weather and seasons and what goes on in the rest of the world? Hmm.. food for thought indeed.

As I’m typing this, the man is watching Jeopardy and I’m crying. Not because he’s here watching but because I realize how much of my life Jeopardy has been involved in with the show and just how much I am truly going to miss seeing Alex Trebek. I know I watch reruns but it’s just not the same thing. I genuinely believe in my soul we lost a good one when we lost him this year.

Today will be a day of work with clay. I’ve got new hair pins I’m working on and I finally want to try my hand at this:

I’ve only been watching this video for three years and now I finally have the confidence to give it a shot.

Until tonight, dearest diary,