2025 Can Go Suck It

It’s November! That means I’m back for another full month of blogging.

Apologies for starting the month off on such a negative vibe, but the last 10 months have felt like a heaping pile of steamy shit.

First, our country is a disaster. I’m embarrassed to live here. We traveled outside of the United States in April, and while I was floating in gorgeous turquoise waters sipping on a frozen cocktail trying to forget real life, travelers nearby from Canada heard our American accents and dog paddled over to simply ask, “What is happening to your country?”

I don’t know, fellas. It’s falling apart?

Closer to home, 2025 has tested our resilience, emotional strength, and mental stability.

So far this year, we have endured:

• Surgeries
• Illness
• Loss of a family member
• Job loss
• Hospitalizations

And that’s just the big stuff.

Doom and gloom aside, there have been some bright moments this year. I traveled to Europe for the first time. I prioritized my health, I joined a gym and stuck with it. Little Mister is thriving in his last year of elementary school.

But big picture, 2025, you have been lackluster at best.

You have set the bar very low for 2026.

Don’t let the door hit your ass on the way out.