The thing about inflation slowing down of being “over”: will prices of things ever come back down? Or is the reality of $10 meals at McDonalds going to remain forever? Heck, gas prices have been above the five dollars-per-gallon mark for as long as I can remember. I don’t suppose I’ll see the number four or three again unless I venture outside of California. The custom photo calendars that I make every year have gone from $20 per unit to $30. That’s a significant jump when I have to buy 10 for gifting.
Workers of America: unite and get those raises! As high and as soon as possible. Because we know consumer prices are never receding, even if (and when) the Federal Reserve manages to tame down the massive pandemic inflation. The purchasing power of a dollar has forever changed, so get more of those dollars while you still can.
Today is my 36th birthday. I am filled with gratitude for what is, and tremendous happiness for what is to come. Growing older isn’t so scary or fearsome when you are improving bit by bit every single day - at whatever measure you choose. I wake up in the mornings excited to execute and get on with what I am passionate about. At this juncture in my life, I think it’s real key: what gets you out of bed in the morning is something to focus on and cultivate continously. Things you’re so enthused about that you would rather forgo sleep. (Not that you should!)
36 is a fantastic number. And honestly, if we count the three lost years thanks to the pandemic, it’s really more like 33. The COVID years were spent treading water and avoiding death. The grand plans all got put on hold. Now that we (the worldly we) are unequivocally back to business as it were before (I am traveling to China, for the first time since 2019, in two months), I can once again look forward to what’s to come with great anticipation and joy.
Bus going anywhere.