While I'm disheartened by the state of things, I realize that it's out of my control. If I hear one more person call Medicare and Social Security "entitlements" I'll probably climb the water tower. I've been paying for those future benefits my entire career. They are not a handout but money that the federal government has forcibly taxed me with and I expect them to be there. In 2016 alone, I paid over 3K in SS and almost a thousand for the medicare "tax". That is money that I earned the hard way.
Enough ranting. It's 72 degrees and it doesn't look things are gonna' change more than 10 or 15 degrees over the next week. Something ain't right with this picture. I'm not complaining though. It beats ice and snow.
I hit the door running at the sawmill today because there are always lots of sick folks. You just never know what a day's going to bring and this was no exception. We just keep on keeping on!
I'm kind of wordless today which seems odd. It must mean I've purged enough lately to be somewhat at peace. As the boxes are explored and the memories sorted through, I'm getting to relive a part of life that I had forgotten. I'm grateful that my mother and daddy were camera freaks.
Don't stop thinking about tomorrow ~