Yucksville ~ I lied

Yesterday was better! Yippee! Today? Not so, let's add a deep chesty cough to the mix. I feel like a surgeon walking around the house with a mask and making him and myself wash our hands every time we walk through the house. 
I woke up to.....

~~~~~   - 17 F just before it dropped to -20 F [-28 C]. There is no wind right here in front of the house and this will be were the equine ladies gather when the sun peaks over the tree tops.

Even Charlie thought it was a bit cold. He asked to borrow my over the glasses goggles to go out to do his business.

Now that the weather report is out of the way [cold, bitter cold], I can move on. 

I was supposed to go in today and sign some paperwork for my insurance. I'm going to call in and do it tomorrow. I got sick of the company I've done business with only one claim in 30 years of raising prices and never saying a thing. The first owner -- now retired -- would call us and explain what was going on and how he could try and find better coverage for us. 

This service hasn't continued with his son. So last week I walked into a local agency and sat down with my paperwork. The end result was a $700 savings overall with the same coverage. Yes, they will raise prices I'm sure but I know I can stop in their office and speak directly to them. I'm not dealing with a no face no personality person. 

Yippee me. The cold is brutal enough to delay schools, shut down some schools, and convince me that making a drive to town that I postpone until tomorrow is smart.

I woke up to the news that Musk is now delving into Social Security. 72.5 million people's lives can be affected by someone who doesn't even understand how SS works. Especially if they don't understand the language of COBOL.

I wonder how the unemployment figures are going to look next month for all of the firings that have gone on. I wonder how many more planes are going to crash. I wonder how the price of eggs are doing. I wonder who will be picking produce. I wonder how many elderly are having their heat cut off. I wonder how much more we can take.

I don't think I'm supposed to talk about this sort of thing on my blog. You know with those goons running things, I feel like every word I say or type is being watched. Maybe. Maybe not. Is it 1984 yet?

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So enough of that. I'm sick. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired and I am whiney. 
It's warmed up to -14, so I'll put on my gear and head out. Thankfully, the chores are not so hard.

I'm going to eat Chicken noodle soup and watch the birds at the feeder.