Hart of a Plant

With days left in Spring 2020, I thought I would share this with you. Yes, this my own plant in my own garden, something I wanted for many years now, and only now became obtainable for me. This was one of the first plants I planted in my back yard. I am stoked about this. It is going to look so cool there. AND NO ONE CAN CUT IT DOWN, unless you want to see my lawyer. *super evil grin*

Onto other news, I started the new medication on Thursday. OK, I now pee a lot, dizziness, sore legs, are now part of my day, I hope this makes my life easier. Going to work was a bit of a challenge, as I was amazed I got through the day. I tried to sleep in this morning, but need to pee was greater. The reason why I am torturing myself with this, is, For a year, I have been dealing with huge diarrhea from my last medication, so pleated to get this changed, yes money is part of the story, I was willing to submit if it meant keeping money out of the local economy. Any way, I am happy with this, in a sick and twisted way.

Taxes are up. More money to be kept out of the CVID-19 Economy. I’ve started my money and cost roll-backs for this year, I’m sorry private business owners and restaurants in my local circle, but our leaders need to be paid too for their mismanagement, and careless governing. So you have heard that our previous BC Government lost a Court Challenge for under funding the French Schools, and now had to pay that money back, The CON. party, needs to be sued as well, for their misguided ideology, and cost the tax payers even more. Do you see the symmetry here?

Well I need to start my Saturday. I have chores that need my attention. I wish you all a great and wonderful weekend.

One More Week To Go of Self Isolation

Tick, tick, tick, the clock goes, as I wait from my little corner of the universe to go back to normal. Since getting out of the hospital, I’m feeling about ninety per cent normal, my throat hurts still, but other than that, the rest of me feels back to normal. My orders from the good doctor was fourteen days, of self isolation. It is not like I’m watch the clock, but I am counting the hours going by.

I’m starting to develop some bad habits too. Like sleeping in, something I wanted to avoid.  Keeping the rhythm of the day going is important for me, but my daily routine is broken. My 5:00am Starts are now 8:00am wake-ups. And with one more week to isolate, it maybe a supper challenge to get myself back on track so when I can return back to my job. Funny, a couple of months ago, this would have been a dream come true, to get two weeks off like this, now, it is a drag.

Still Clean from COVID-19

I’m happy to report that I’m still clean from the COVID-19 Virus, as far as I know. my work,  had been deemed an essential service. So cash flow is not a problem today either. In all Situation Normal, Just Super slow, and I am so grateful to have a good job. Yes, there are so many that I know who are now unemployed, or have had their hours cut back to reflect the Social and economic world we live in today. 

AN Artistic Representation of the Corona virus.

Tomorrow Monday Morning, I go into work, It will be a long day, as I’m by myself, if I’m lucky, I may see five people, of whom I will have contact with. Other than that, I may see the odd Truck Driver, so my risk is fairly low. But my work is a far cry from what it used to be.

So please stay clean from COVID-19.

 

Spring at Last!

We made it!

Spring at last, it a long and brutal winter here in the Pacific North West. It was cold with lots of snow. Glad to see it melting away. I was thinking how much 2019 sucked for me, but 2020 is a close contender, and the year is only three months old. With the plague upon us, what my work colleagues call it, this had been a crappy spring so far.

Also with yesterday, being the spring equinox, this means the days are now longer than the nights. Good news, after the times change, which I hope our government will abolish soon.  because changing time sucks. To celibate  the day, I bought a lawn chair, to help soak up the Sun with. The last few days here have been awesome with the sunshine.

Living up here, practicing the social distancing due to the COVID-19. Unreal how this is affecting our daily routines, now. With a spars population here in the North, it is not hard to keep away from people in general–it is natural to keep away from others.

Glad that I have my job, and I am still able to work through all of this. So I have some income, which for some who are laid-off because of the virus- I feel for you. I have somewhat guaranteed employment through all of this. Less stress, as I hear that people are having troubles with the Government’s promise of Mortgage de-furls, I never rely on Government, as they are lairs and people at the top want to keep the free money-and not hand it down.

Needless to say, the warmer weather is upon us now. Maybe I’ll get a chance to go out with my camera, and shoot landscapes shots of spring. Happy Spring Everyone, and stay healthy.

Another Rant on Time

This Post is for Dan. My rant on the up coming time change, as North America switches the Clocks this coming weekend, and moving  them ahead one hour in the name of day light savings. If you read my blog from years ago, you will no doubt have come across, other passages on how much I hate the changing of time. Wishing I lived where they don’t change their clocks, but that is not possible for me at this time. I am not looking forward to this upcoming change.

This was created for the sole purpose of increasing productivity for workers back over a century ago when the light bubs had not yet been in full use. Well, guess what, we now have lights, electrics ones, where we can work 24 hours per day if we choose to. So why do we still practice this archaic changing of the clocks twice a year?

And why do have some jurisdictions that do not fall for this? While the majority people around the world still do?

The argument of changing the clocks is like talking to members of the Flat Earth Society. 

The Sum of all this changing, is the myth of commerce. There are presidents and Prim Ministers who believe that their poor lie tax payers will suffer if we stop changing the clocks, and if we have one country that is not going to do it, then that would bed for business. Sadly, this is just poor leadership, and misguided leading. There are greater powers than Tax Payers, they are called voters, assuming you live in a fair and democratic country. IF you live in the dictatorship, then you can vote with your money, or try and move.

The world is not perfect, and our days are not even. We still need “leap years” to fix these short coming. But there is nothing to fix regarding our day, and it’s hours. Most people do not know how modern day time keeping came to be, or why the noon time is where it is today. Hint:If you like trains, planes and automobiles then you are getting warm. High Noon or 12:00pm is 10 minutes late where I live when compared to the Sun’s position in the sky.

I do not want to spend a tonne of time on this, so I will leave it here. enjoy the time change. I hope it is the last one for Western Canada.

I Can See the Ground!

Yes, I can see the ground in my driveway. The snow is starting to melt, after the major dump from last month. The snow is completely melted from around where I park my car. I like to drive, backing into my driveway, so having two large snow banks on each side makes more of a challenge, especially for the passengers who are climbing in, as the ice still lingers beneath the foot path along side.

The days are getting longer, so this means spring is on it’s way. I can feel it. Right now it is plus 3C outside, and I can see the bright orb rising in the sky, which must be either the Americans, testing their bright lights in the space, or the Sun. There is hope that this season will end soon.  I could even predict that we will have a record breaking hot summer to make up for the extreme Arctic outflow winter we are currently having. Climate change is with us; it just means that we will get cooler, then everyone will want to move here–so buy your land while you can, because there is not much left to live on. 

I am 92.46 Per Cent Moved Into my own home.

Yes, I am sitting in my very own computer room, or Man Cave, with no neighbour attached to make noise when I crave quiet time, this is bliss. And there are no threat of creepy land lord checkup on seeing if their property is being kept in good condition. Just the mortgage cheque due every two weeks.

Since the move, my back is super sore. I pulled a muscle. and it rained like crazy on Friday, moving day. Now it is just freezing. I’m cool with that, as the bulk of it is done. plus I have a cold that is killing me at night. I’m getting through this.

I have a dish washer, and washer and dryer. sweet, and a place to hang all my photos. lots and lots of wall space. I’m in a home! SO long rented compartments. Hello space.

I also have a place to store my car, my own driveway. where I can clean it, and work on it with a nosy land lord spying.

I am a home owner!

 

Giving my Notice Yesterday.

It was an awesome feeling to finally give notice yesterday, saying “Yay, keep your bug infested Compartments for the next desperate person who wants to move here… I’m out of here.” Now you can rent it out far and above what I was paying you. And no doubt you will, as the rental market is near zero here. I hope you charge the guy from Alberta triple what I was paying. Bah.

Giving my notice for the last month of rent was a “time come true,” and a moment that I waited for a long time searching for a home that I could afford. You got to love Canada, “the land of the rich and poor.” SO I move in less than three weeks. Yay–packing.  Sorry slum Lords, I don’t need you any more.

Home Ownership Has Come

Yes, I finally got to the level of Home Owner dude, and no longer a lowly tenant. I just bought myself an home in the Skeena Valley, not far from where I live now, and I take possession of it on November 20th. With that no more rent, and scum lords, to rule my life, just me and the taxes to support the various levels of Government. But I have my own castle now. Super happy about that.

Unlike the Lower mainland, where the Property market is so high, here on the North Coast, it is still very much reasonable for a first time buyer to get into the market. The parices are climbing however, so get in the market here while it is still cheap. or wait for the Boomers to dies off in another twenty years or so….

Oddly, the payment are less than what I’m paying for rent right now, go figure. so my lifestyle will not change that much. I did have to put 5 per cent down on the Mortgage, and the paper work was huge (Seven page contract), but it will be all worth it, next month.  Can’t wait to move.

I would like to thank the Federal and local Governments for not completely screwing up the economy before this day, and sorry to the all the future moochers who will be asking if they can stay with me, for free–ain’t going to happen.

Granted Permission to Work FUll-Time!

As of today, my GP granted me the OK, to return to my full duties at work. I did not even ask, he came into the room, big smile, and blurted it out. I was in “mild shock,” at just what happened. It even took a few seconds to sink in my head of what he said. He also updated my list pills, adding a few new ones to my list. Then that was it. The visit was over? I booked another appointment for October, and check-up, and I was out on the street again. Weird.

Feeling happy that I can return to work put me on a new high. Some of my friends ask, why. Simple, I do not work for a union job, so no benefits, I’m just a plain ordinary Canadian, who needs to work and pay taxes, and make babies, who will pay more taxes in the future (OK, not the last part.)

Friday, September 6, 2019, I am allowed to work again. I nice feeling knowing that I almost went to the poor house, Thank you credit card. Still waiting for the E.I. money to show. Figures that Canad let me down. Why do  I votes for these people? Oh yeah, I believe in Democracy. Of course this only works if you do not need the Government to live.