When the walls came tumbling down

The economy is falling apart, but life goes on. I’ve decided not to look at my retirement accounts for at least a year. I figure it will take around that long to make up any losses I’ve taken. I woke up this morning feeling pretty good about finishing up my workshop story yesterday and that generally good feeling has lingered throughout the day.

Good day at work. I’m working about 100% of my time for our Facilities group for the duration and spent most of the day today figuring out what needed to get done. I lost the last hour of the day to network problems, which sucks because I was in the zone.

Stopped at the grocery store on the way home from work. When I got home, I put away the groceries, cleaned out the litter boxes, emptied the dishwasher of clean dishes, loaded the dishwasher with dirty dishes, wiped down the counters, took out the trash and recycling, fed the cats, and collected the mail. (The latter was completely uninteresting. I received a check for $8 from Chevy Chase bank, which, if cashed automatically enrolls me in their fraud protection program. I wonder if the program protects me from checks that automatically enroll me into programs I have to pay for.)

Scott Adams’ blog on the economy today amused me. Particularly this line, which is vaguely reminiscent of Steven Wright:

Lately I have been hearing that the $700 billion should go directly to help the people who need it, not to help the greedy corporations. In other words, the government should borrow $700 billion from the taxpayers and then give it back to them. I think that is the kind of thinking that caused the problem in the first place.

I’m determined to finish up part 2 of Rob Sawyer’s serialized novel, Wake, before I have to go an pick up Kelly.