A gray day

Life is never easy, but a gray day always makes it worse.  Mrs Kadizzle is plagued by fears about our electrical system.  The lights have flickered and the power has gone on and off a few times. Kadizzle figures it is an old ancient breaker or a poor connection somewhere.  Kadizzle got into a little trouble for doing electric work he was not qualified for, but such is life. The new neighbor is an electrician, so that is great.

Netflix has been providing our entertainment.  Now we are experts at detecting Russian spies and drug dealers in Kentucky.  It is wonderful to have your brain turned to mush.  Justified, and The Americans are the two series we are working on.

Rain may fall at any moment, and boredom may also strike.  Since out gigabytes come from the phone we pay dearly and on slow days you can smell the gigabytes burning.

Our new neighbors are caught in a conundrum.  They are working for the National Parks which run the Cliff Dwelling up on the mountain.  We on the other hand are working for the National Forest Service.  The Forest Service has been a good organization to work for, but the Park Service is overstaffed.  Our neigbhors are bored, and not happy with youngsters young enough to be their children telling them what to do.  They have to run a booth in Phoenix on Sunday.  One of the young whipper snappers told them to dress appropriately, bring money for lunch, and a few other gems you do not tell someone 58 years old  who has owned and run their own business. The neighbors want to switch to our team, which Kadizzle thinks would be a good idea. Mr. Neighbor has many very useful skills such as being a plumber and electrician.  Right now the Forest Service could really use a volunteer with both skills.  More than like the big decision will play out today.  So that is the news from lake Wobegon.