The world has stopped temporarily. It has been so cold that even mail delivery has not occurred. Worse still, there was a fire at a Consumers Energy location that Governor Whitmer issued an emergency declaration, telling Michiganders to turn their thermostats down to 65 degrees or lower until Friday.
That means no work or anything. So I have been home alone, reading, watching TV, and meditating.
I finally am not emotional toast from Barry’s death.
I have been reading Journey of Souls by Michael Newton. A few years ago, I would have seen such a book as abstract and academic. Now I want to know where Barry went. And it goes into so many energy-based things I find fascinating: meditation, ghosts, karma, mercy, and soul development, just to name a few.
This upcoming week will be crazy. I work four days in a row, have Tuesday off, work Wednesday and Thursday, and then spend five days in Florida with my folks. And it will be crazy for the rest of the Midwest as well because now everyone is behind. With everyone staying home in the record cold, I assume there will be a lot of Halloween babies nine months from now.
It all feels pre-ordained.
Soon, for a few days, I will go to Florida. I was concerned about the shutdown and its effect on air travel, but the shutdown has been put on hold.
I am so relieved. Now it is unlikely politics will be the first thing Dad wants to talk about. I am not going to the sunshine state to talk politics.
I am so happy that Nancy Pelosi knows how to handle Trump. He is a bully. I see him as a toddler throwing a tantrum in a Meijer aisle. She took him by the hand, hauled his butt outside, slapped his hiney good, looked him in the eye, and said, “Now, Donny, don’t you ever do that again. Do you understand?” His understanding is still highly questionable, but her strength of character is not. This is his first time being being President; this is not her first go-round as House Speaker. She knows the rules and understands how the three branches of government check each other’s powers. He does not. She is the adult in the room and now everyone knows it.
Will the government shutdown again? Probably. But I won’t be flying by then. I think declaring a national emergency would be playing into Pelosi’s hand. Let Trump take money from wildfire and hurricane victims. Remember Harvey in Houston? I can’t think of a more efficient way of turning Texas blue.
That’s my rant of the day.
I booked my flight to see my parents in Florida early February. Why did I put it off? I was waiting for the government shutdown to be over.
It may be a nightmare or it could be borderline normal or it might be over by the time of my flight.
I know my dad will want to talk about politics if the situation affects my flight. I cannot do that. I have to be the adult in the room. That’s all there is to it. I have to maintain my self-control in the face of a Trump supporter. The ultimate challenge. Wish me luck.
Today, two odd things happened to me.
Number one, the career services lady at my alma mater emailed me about a possible proctoring job. I couldn’t find it through the link she gave me, but I might be willing to apply if it doesn’t interfere with my Goodwill job. The point is, I haven’t heard from her in probably over six months.
Number two, the guy from Michigan Rehabilitative Services called regarding my working at Goodwill. I emailed him the information he requested. The point? He is going to call them probably and talk to a manager, which is super cool.
Why do I think this is cool? Because I have been gradually opening up. I have a manager that is interested in “picking” my brain. That is so awesome. I am looking for ways to be useful and I gave her a list of things I know a lot about. I feel like I am coming out of my shell gradually and it feels good. I think I must be sending the universe some kind of signal.