Like I Was Saying...
Yesterday was a weird day.
So I started my vacation paying for a tree to get cut down. Fun, fun. And man, did I love that tree.
The tree was in our backyard and our deck had been built around the tree. So it provided the deck with some natural shade. I thought it looked cool. Felt cooler in the summer as well.
In fact, while house hunting, when I walked into the house the first thing I saw was this unobstructed view to the deck and the backyard through some nice white french doors. Needless to say, I was instantly smitten with the house.
Apparently, sometime this summer, a storm rolled through and lighting struck the tree. Lucy and Marcos said they heard it. It didn’t cause a fire or anything, but it did somehow fry the tree. We noticed early this summer that the leaves fell off a little earlier than usual. Then the bark started coming off. Had a few arborist look at it and yup, the tree was as dead as a doornail. Bummer.
So yesterday the tree guys came and now we have a stub we’ll repurpose for something else. The debate now is whether it’ll be a table or a bar? We’ll see.
I did joke, “let’s just sell the damn house.” But, alas, I was vetoed.
In other news, Trump’s legal battles continue to slowly roll on.
Truth be told, I would’ve loved the promised landslide election (which I still contend he had), but seeing the machinations of democracy in action is exciting. Recounts, ballot harvesting, threats of the Kraken, etc.
Elections have got so commonplace. We were so use to flawless elections, the 2000 Election was an exception. But for the most part, we’d go in and vote, and wait for the news to tell us who had won. Not so this time, now its up to the courts.
If 2020 has been nothing else, it’s been a massive disrupter to the status quo. I think we’re humming along for far too long. And 2020 was a blow out on the tollway going eighty-five miles an hour.
So the question now is, can we make it to the side of the road to change the tire or are we going to slam on the breaks and roll the car over?
Right now, it looks like we’re itching to slam on the brakes.