Negative Five Part Two

Well, after spending an hour warming up the popsicle that was my car and scraping all the ice off, I couldn't get out of my driveway without sliding. I decided that I just shouldn't risk it. Luckily I have a co-worker that lives nearby who is picking me up this morning. Stay warm out there.

Negative Five

I've never really been a fan of snow. Not since I've been a grown up and had to try to drive in to work. Years ago I did try to drive to work in the snow and ended up in the ditch. My kids were in the car at the time. No one was hurt, but it's one of the reasons they hate me to this day.

Yesterday most of the roads in the entire state of Kansas were closed, so I didn't feel too bad about calling out to my very new job. Not quite at my 90 day mark.

Yesterday the snow was over 3 feet high surrounding my house. My car was completely buried. I got bundled up and attempted to dig a path from the front door, (had to be careful getting out since there was over an inch of thick ice on the front steps) to the car, but had to give up half way there. I am reminded that I'm becoming an old lady.

I came in and was listening to a podcast. They were playing a snippet of a song about being a soldier for Christ and how nothing would defeat them, including the weather. I said to myself, Ok Lord, I will get all bundled up again and give it another try. But then I heard a noise outside. I looked out the window. The manager of the park was using his mini CAT to scoop bucketfuls of snow off my driveway and away from the car. Then he got out a shovel and made a trail from my front door to the driveway. I almost cried. It was like a miracle. I stuck my head out the door and thanked him profusely. He told me that I was most welcome and that I should put some salt on my front steps. Which I did.

Now I'm sitting here trying to decide if I'm going to try to drive to work this morning. The roads are open, but my drive to work is all back roads with no shoulders or barriers and six foot deep ditches on either side. I need more coffee.

2025

Sigh.

I've tried three times to write about 2025. I could do a recap on 2024 very easily. I was unemployed twice last year and then did a short stint at the worst job I've ever had, followed by what could possibly be the best job I've ever had. So it both sucked, and didn't suck, depending on how I want to look at it.

I could talk about Trump and the things he has said, both positive for us (supposedly) and negative for us, depending on how you want to look at it. I could talk about Elon and Vivak and Dr. Krause and the Final Experiment and all of that. I, of course, look at the whole world stage and the evil plans of the Kings of the Earth. I remember that God laughs at them and holds them in derision.

The enemy is usually up front on how it wants to kill us all. Pick your poison – any poison. We are being systematically poisoned. Speaking of which...

I actually had an opportunity to talk to people at work about vitamin D3. A friend came into my office and during the course of our conversation she told me that her mom was sick and that she had to stop by the pharmacy and pick up Vitamin D3 for her. I told her not to get it. When she asked me why, I googled main ingredient in Vitamin D and main ingredient in rat poison. Which of course brings up the identical ingredient Cholecalciferol. Ironically the D-con website (get it? D CON) will flat out state that they use vitamin D to kill rats. She couldn't believe it! She asked me to print out the pages so she could show her mom. I printed them out for myself as well.

During our morning meeting later, I handed the print out of the vitamin D to the head nurse and then the print out of the rat poison. She was literally speechless. After a long pause she said, “yeah, but they test you...” in which I replied, “They test you for the amount of rat poison you have in your system. Better up your dose” Not sure what will come of it, but once you see it, you can't un-see it.

So...back to 2025. Will the dollar crash? The Economy? They have been saying that for the last 15 years. The economy has already crashed as far as I'm concerned if you have seen the prices of everything lately. My sister tells me that Fred Meyer over there in Oregon is selling eggs for 14 dollars. All I can say on that is, time to stop shopping at Fred Meyer, they are compromised.

Yesterday when I arrived at work, several people were wearing masks. I asked why and apparently someone tested positive for the C-word, and then other people tested positive, some tested negative but whatever. Like HELL, I will be wearing a mask this time. Not gonna happen. But, as the saying goes, the more things change, the more they stay the same.

I don't know what 2025 will bring. I don't care about the evil plans the billionaires like to brag about. Almighty God is in charge around here, despite what they may think. I'm just taking things one day at a time and trusting in the Lord to see me through. He has NEVER failed me and this year is no exception.

Ok, I've wasted valuable time. (Actually, I was hard-boiling eggs as I write this). I gotta get back to work. The house isn't going to clean itself. Pray, prep and be peaceful. Hope you all are staying warm and reading your labels.

Take care out there.

This is Horrifying

H/T to Watchman73 over at By the Blood of the Lamb who posted this. 

Screws Fall Out All the Time, The World's an Imperfect Place

The main cabinet that opens to the garbage can in my kitchen has lost a screw. The screw that holds the handle in place so that now it is just dangling. Of course the screw is missing, and since I don't have time to look for another one before work. It will just have to hang there until I have time to deal with it.

It brought back the memory of the movie, “The Breakfast Club”. A movie that defined our generation when Judd Nelson was beautiful and funny and not at all gay. In fact, none of the characters were gay, or trannies, or any of that garbage you see now. I miss those days.

Demonic Technology

This is an excellent video from Lookoutfa Charlie, who does a lot of research on frequencies and technology currently being used against us. My only difference of opinion from him is he believes that it isn't demons, it's technology, specifically A.I. I believe the technology itself is demonic and has nefarious purposes. It's a good video none the less. (Language warning)

Happy Thanksgiving!

Lots and lots of things to be thankful for today, as I am every day. I'm really thankful to be gainfully employed again at a job I love. Having regular paychecks and not having to be soooo tight with money is a true blessing.

The first month at my new job was physically very demanding, especially after having three years of sedentary work. Then, my weekends were even busier with making potato salad for lunches and casseroles and meatloaf etc., for dinners – not to mention having to do the dishes multiple times a day to free up sink and counter space for the next meal prep project. I literally wore myself out. But I've settled into a nice routine now. I do have a little alone time on my drive back and forth to work, although I've been known, on more than one occasion, to get lost in thought and miss my turn.

Once, on the way home, I started thinking about various things and then noticed I had missed my turn home a long ways back. I saw a familiar street name and thought, I'll just turn here and follow it back into town. It was a gravel road. Now, being basically a city girl, when I saw the sign for “Gravel Ends” I naturally assumed that meant it would be paved. Ha ha ha. Poor ignorant fool. So, several miles down the road, it turned to full on dirt road. Standing in the middle of the road, was a flock of ten or twelve very tall vultures. I can tell you that I've never seen an actual vulture up close and personal before. I guess a flock of buzzards is sometimes called a wake or a committee. Well, the committee apparently voted not to move as my car approached. I thought, maybe this is sign that I should just turn around? Yeah.

I've had no time whatsoever to keep up on blogs and news of the incoming Trump administration, but seeing the ridiculous picks for some of these positions, (as if Elon Musk himself wasn't bad enough) it just makes me think that nothing has really changed. Be careful what you wish for. In a way, it could be worse when the dust settles. In the background, the shots are still being doled out and no one is stopping it. You know what comes after warp speed? Ludicrous speed. Buckle up.

I thought (very briefly) of slaving over a hot oven for Thanksgiving, but since I essentially do that every weekend, I thought I would like Cracker Barrel to do the slaving and I would just drive over and pick up a nice Thanksgiving dinner with all the trimmings for two. Can't wait.

Things are very good for me, even though I am still ridiculously busy all the time. Real life has taken precedence over online life for the first time in probably a decade. To be honest, it is very peaceful. I'm not caught up in the never ending fear mongering. I like it.

Anyway, I wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving. You take care out there.