Sidetracked Charley

Life is very complex at this time. Winter is approaching. Decisions are hanging waiting on the result of actions taken this summer like seeds planted for a garden. These are the things I focus on when I attempt to divorce myself from those things over which I have no control. Things like the orange monster in the White Castle on the swamp. As elections ramp up I more and more feel I have no choice. Or certainly that my choice does not matter. We are no longer a representative republic. First there was 2000 and hanging chads and the Supreme Court doing what it constitutionally should not have done. It was a rip off and oddly I felt grateful we did not riot. But we should have rioted. We were cheated. Where would be now on climate change if Gore had been allowed to be president? At least the Democrats should have screamed but they didn't. The DNC didn't help with the Hillary debacle over Bernie. Another rip off. But by then we had been through 9/11 and the election of

Mystic Passage with new frame Fall is my time to do the major clean and reorganization of the house. I don't really do a spring cleaning. I am too busy getting the garden begun. And after a long winter I generally do not want to spend another minute inside. Fall means winter cannot be far away and so the house must be livable. And then there is the studio tour the end of September. The result is I find myself appraising my house and studio on several levels and deciding what needs to be done before the snow flies. And this year I am also doing an upgrade of the rental unit while also deciding whether I want to rent it or not. I have the laminate flooring to replace the well used carpet and that only seems to make me want to not spend that money there while doing nothing major on my list of wants for where I live. Rental units are not as beneficial to the finances as they were before the new tax bill. And I do resent the money spent to make up for renters. And in addition t