I’ll be damned, but my automatic sprinklers just went on. Just as I planned! Next up, lunch — and a quick look in the pantry suggests I have a variety of soup choices, should I wish to go that route.
So. Crisis averted!
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Day 2 of the Government Shutdown: I wake and my electricity is still on. The roads are still open. The banks are solvent. The post office is operational. My doctor is keeping his appointments. My cell phone and computer still work.
I shop for groceries and the shelves are being stocked for the many shoppers in the store. Fresh meats and deli items are on display. I could three bargain aisles and two seasonal aisles. On my way home, I see that the new farm supply store has opened and is doing a brisk business. My neighbor is harvesting his sorghum as a jetliner leaves a contrail in the skies.
I pull into my garage and the opener still works. The house is still standing and my A/C is running.
More tomorrow.
Despite the government shutdown, I still have money in my wallet. It ain’t worth nothin’, but it’s there.
Enjoy your grocery shopping while you can, leigh. Without USDA inspectors making sure there are fewer than 17 rat hairs in your hamburger helper, WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!
I mean, how can we be expected to survive if we don’t have highly-paid federal employees to assure that the ingredients on our favorite packaged foods are listed in the correct order? MADNESS!
I know! I don’t know what those pioneers (otherwise known as our great-grandparents) were thinking when they struck out in search of new land without government oversight!
They all coulda DIED as soon as they crossed out of the city limits.
Especially if they couldn’t type “BANG” really fast.