Goodmorning Behindlis and Lovingmom, I thank you both for your kind words of encouragement. Last night I mentioned to my mate that we should consider moving out of the USA. She replied that she is to old to make a move like that. I'm thirty nine and she is forty five, that is not too old for an intercontinental move. Perhaps if we were in our sixties or seventies it might prove to be the case, but even then, if our health were still good we would not be too old or late and that is what I said to her. It'll be on the back burner, but if things get much tighter here I will certainly consider it much more seriously. I must research what it takes to become an ex-patriot/new citizen living elsewhere. Living in the city Behindlis, I forget how much space there is until I'm on the highway for a while and then there is nothing to see but countryside. And you are correct in your assumption that I am not actively involved in fighting the good fight. Occasionally I contact the senators and congressmen through e-mail with my views, always being polite, but I could do more. I would like to live in an environment away from cities, but I fear convincing my mate of ten years will prove to be difficult. Back to fighting the good fight though, I am ignorant of what I should do, since I am ambivalent about the effectiveness of the various independent/anti-establishment organizations working to affect change. I must get my feet wet to find out. I sometimes think of volunteer work helping the young or old to fill my much frittered away 'extra' time, which is usually filled by daydreaming, worrying, occasionally exercising my artistic abilities. I waste alot of time in purposeless inactivity, a great sin against the GREAT ALL, which prefers action to inaction I imagine; forgive my hubris in thinking I could guess at the workings of the divine through anthropomorphising THE GREAT ALL. To lighten the conversation a bit, today shall be an easy day as far as toiling goes. An hour or so of sanding a door, and putting the finish coat on the cinder block walls in the small back yard of a neighbor. I must get moving soon, the morning is almost over with. Take care yall, and I will try to also, much love, flapjack |