Anyway, I looked like I had been on a ten day drunk when a picker called and wanted to come out and play. She brought a buddy and I left them alone in the two rooms to sift through and figure out what they liked. They bought every stick of barnwood plus a number of items from inside the house. It wasn't until after they left that I realized how my prayer had been answered by that random act. I had to do my part, mind you, but just when I didn't know how it was all gonna work, I was blessed to not have that worry for a few days. BG is job hunting like a mofo in this shitty ass small town economy which is an exercise in faith most every day that she manages to chase a lead even if it doesn't pan out. And we're not talking anything that will utilize that 25K degree either. I think that lessons in life are often disguised as challenges to faith and that's when the devil comes lurking as in an appearance of mr. snake. Saw his self on the road the other day, and BG said she saw his sister up here in the flower bed. Talk about some karma man!
Anyway, the world still twirls whether the bills get paid or not so it is what it is. It's not like we're not really trying, which can't be said for a lot of people. Please see: Wall Street USA. People who make money by manipulating the economy should be put in Gitmo and hung upside down from the ceiling. I read about some people crossing the desert to Israel who got waylaid by Bedouins who tortured them in an attempt to extract money for ransom. That, my friends, is pure evil.
Not much new on the home front. The grands are stable for the moment and I have a weekend off to