What can I say? I've been gone a long time. I dabbled with GoDaddy, only to see my money siphoned off at regular intervals. I'm now a regular contributor on Reddit. It's a profoundly gratifying community like none I've seen since SciFi destroyed the LEXX thread.
I'm also uhhh...8 years older. With that comes a lot of wisdom. When last I blogged here I had moved to Mastic Beach, and things were quiet. My husband finally got his settlement, and we moved to Florida.
I dabbled in several go-nowhere jobs to get along, Hubby bought a car and a motorcycle, and oh, two guns. So paying the lease on his Harley ate my earnings, and we lived hand to mouth for years.
Finally he made a terrible mistake that cost him his life. I was left alone, except for my cats and a dog he'd adopted 2 weeks earlier. I was left penniless, for he never made a will. The car was sold to pay for his funeral, the motorcycle repossessed, and I had to deal with the funeral planning and his family.
For a couple of years, things seemed to be getting better. Then COVID19 hit. It just so happened that I scored a job at an Urgent Care Center, and I am considered an Essential Worker. During the shut down, I kept on working.
We've had a spike in July, and are seeing another that will undoubtedly bring America to its knees.
Florida is governed by a Republican - Ron DeSantis - who has decided that the economy is more important than the people. So he's opened everything up. Bars, restaurants, you name it.
DeSantis just took the "individuals newly tested" out of the public's view. So now he manipulates the numbers ( he's been trying to do this all along), just to look good. Over 16,000 people have died in Florida of COV19, and we are approaching the 250,000 mark in deaths in America.
My Urgent Care is a zoo. We began giving C19 Rapid Tests two weeks ago. As a result, we are the only rapid testing center from here to Tampa...And we're swamped.
So here comes the spike to end all spikes, right on the heels of the election. I've already voted for Biden. Trump, with all his kindergarten name-calling, must fail. If he does not, I will take to the streets in protest. I will sleep on the steps of the government buildings and I will shout until I'm hoarse.
I can't live like this, trapped in my home like a prisoner, fearing the government and scraping by. Thank god the election is 7.5 days away. I don't even know if I have the day off, but I intend to throw a party for myself and watch the polls all day and all night. I hope I have the next day off, too. Who knows what will happen.
You see how life twists and turns? I hope I've got your attention again. It's going to be a wild ride.
No comments:
Post a Comment