My Dive into the 2022 Mix
Alright, let’s talk about that whole Usha Vance and Trump thing back in 2022. I remember bits and pieces floating around, mostly because it was kinda hard to ignore politics that year, seemed like it was everywhere you looked.
I actually tried to follow some of it for a bit. You know, you turn on the news, you scroll through your phone, and bam, there it is. J.D. Vance running for Senate in Ohio, Trump’s endorsement being a big deal, and sometimes his wife, Usha, would get mentioned. Seemed like she kept a lower profile mostly, which, honestly, good for her.
But trying to keep track? Man, it was a lot. It felt like every day there was some new headline, some new twist. I’d read something, then see something else completely different five minutes later. It got confusing fast.
Here’s the thing, though… while all that was swirling around, I was neck-deep in my own project. Totally unrelated. I was trying to finally, finally fix up that old shed in the backyard. Sounds simple, right? Nope. That thing was falling apart worse than I thought.
- First, I had to clear out years of junk. Spiders everywhere, man.
- Then, I found the wood rot was way worse than expected. Had to basically rebuild one whole wall.
- Finding the right materials took forever. Supply chain stuff was still weird back then, remember? Drove to three different hardware stores one Saturday.
So, I’d be out there, sweating, wrestling with warped boards, covered in sawdust, and then I’d take a break, check my phone, and it’s all this political noise again. Vance, Trump, polls, arguments online. It felt like two different worlds colliding. One was very real, with splinters and hammers, the other felt… loud and kinda distant, even though it was supposed to be important.
I spent more time figuring out how to properly set a new post anchor in concrete than I did trying to figure out the nuances of that Ohio race. My hands were full, literally. Trying to get that shed waterproof before winter hit was my main campaign.
Looking back, 2022 was just a noisy year. Whether it was politics like the Vance/Trump stuff or just trying to get basic lumber, everything felt a bit chaotic. I mostly just remember trying to focus on my own little corner of the world, fixing one board at a time.
