More and more these days I am seeing the global takeover of literally everything affecting my personal life. No longer are these things far away in the future – but are here now and the trap is being set.
For example, I got a letter from the financial company that runs our company's 401k accounts. All the default investments are being changed.
From PIMCO International to BlackRock Total Return Fund. From American Funds to Vanguard Target Retirement. From JPMorgan (yes – they suck too) to Vanguard 500. From American Funds International to Vanguard Total International. From American Funds New Perspective to Vanguard International Growth. Etc.
Are you beginning to see a pattern here? Every single new account was either BlackRock or Vanguard. Not sure why State Street wasn't included because then we could have had the trifecta of evil in charge of our retirement funds. I'll probably never see a penny of it anyway. Especially when I'm getting so close to retirement.
Then, on my way to work, I heard an ad on the radio for “find my Skechers” (Skechers used to be spelled Sketchers and ironically the old word processing program I'm using (not Microsoft) is trying to tell me that Skechers is misspelled. But alas, it has been Mandela effected. Not surprised that they are involved.)
The premise is for parents to buy these shoes for their kids that has a hidden tracking device in the sole that the children aren't aware of. Then the parent can download the app on their Smart(dumb) phones and can locate their child (or just the shoe...ahem). Yeah, them and every government agency that monitors these programs. I'm sure the PED o's out there would love to know where your kid is at all times. Not to mention the data that can be collected on them to feed into their digital twin. Shame on the parent that would buy this for their kid.
Of course there was another school shooting, allegedly. Trannie, check, Manifesto, check. I've seen this script before, many, many times. It really gets old after a while.
Other than that – I'm doing okay. My husband fell the other day, and I was just not strong enough to get him up off the floor. He was eventually able to get himself up. I suddenly realized that his level of care has gotten to be more than I can handle. I told him that I am just not physically able to do it anymore and that we may have to look at getting him into a facility that can better meet his needs.
Strangely, the thought seemed to breathe new life into him, and he decided that he was going to start cooking again. While he's not able to walk anymore, we set him up with a table, a hot plate and a cutting board. He spent the day chopping up cabbage and carrots and made homemade egg rolls just like he used to. They were so yummy! Coasting on that success – the next day he peeled and cut up potatoes, cooked them on the hot plate and made mashed potatoes. For the group effort I sauteed kielbasa in butter until they had a little crisp on them and we had a nice lunch. So, we shall see what the future holds on that.
Hope you all are doing well. Sorry it's been so long since I posted. Take care out there.
