It is 4:20 PM or if you are on Military time 16:20 as I
write this. It is miserable outside with a temperature of 0.8 C and plenty of
humidity. We have a couple of barometers in the house and both of them have
plunged so far I haven’t seen it like that for quite some time. I think the
last time I saw the needle so far down was when we had a bad storm in the
summer. Something is brewing out there. One of the barometers is antique and
adjusted for European conditions, but I don’t want to screw around with it,
because it works quite well. The needle is hovering on: Storm.
The weather people forecasted our first major snowstorm of
this winter starting tonight with the brunt coming tomorrow. Nice going,
peoples. They may just be right this time, even though I trust my barometers
much more. I have to go to the doctor for my yearly check-up and my flu shot.
My shovel and snowbrush are already in the car and my snow blower is tuned up.
My wife and I slept quite soundly last night. Why is that
such great news? Well, our new fridge finally came yesterday and we had the old
one picked up and taken away. It broke down four weeks ago. Actually, it still worked,
but the compressor sounded like a jet plane ready to lift off with a constant
droning sound. It drove us nuts, but we needed it to keep our food cool.
The old fridge was about 15 years old. According to what the
salesman told us it was ancient. Fridges these days, he told us, are supposed
to last no longer than 10 years. What kind of BS is that? Another case of the
manufacturers screwing the buying public! Nothing is built to last anymore. I
remember when people used to retire their old fridge into the basement or take
it to the cottage where it still worked for many years. When we had our
cottage, we bought an old fridge to take out there. That thing was ancient. The
only thing I replaced was the thermostat and the heating coil for the
defrosting. The compressors never broke down. So why is that so common now?
No wonder the garbage dumps are filling up with used
appliances if people have to replace them every ten years.
No wonder people can’t save money these days. They spent
their money on gadgets, like large screen TVs, computers, Cellular phones and
other electronic stuff. You buy it and it is already outdated as soon as you
leave the store. That’s how fast we progress. It is tough to keep up with
everything, especially when you are of the older generation.
Our service provider Shaw is updating their equipment again
by going digital in our area. Now we need a digital box for one of our TVs. We
have a PVR for our main TV. We use the second TV only seldom, maybe to watch
the weather or some other quick program. We are already paying way too much for
the TV service. Now we may be hit with more cost.
It was much simpler and cheaper when we had rabbit ears and
got only a few channels—for free. The sad thing is, we still watch only the
basic channels, but now we pay a fortune for that. Okay, we have the internet,
but I still say it is too expensive. Unfortunately, we have no choice and they
know it.
I went fishing for the last time on Monday but didn’t catch
anything, so I hung up my fishing rods until next year. The long winter is on
its way, starting tonight, and we will hibernate, having our adventures
watching TV (might as well take advantage of the money we pay for that!), and I
hopefully find time to write my stories. My next book won’t be published until
around October next year. A long time to wait.
Our new Prime minister is still riding his wave of Euphoria,
in Europe right now, and running around like a man after twenty cups of coffee,
signing autographs, having pictures taken, like a movie star, but he’ll come
down eventually when reality hits and he finds out that the money needed to
fulfill all his election promises isn’t there. Even after those horrible
attacks in France he’s still
determined to bring 25,000 refugees into Canada. Now I heard most of them
are single women with children. That is even worse new. It will mean more
people on welfare, more child support to be paid, more schools and childcare
places needed. And more risk of the children growing up in poverty and later
becoming terrorists, because they are not happy in their new country. By the
way—where are the husbands of these women? Just curious.
Sorry, couldn’t help become a little political, but this
whole thing with the refugees is something I have a bad feeling about.
Until next time after the snow storm.
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