Gary gets one week paid vacation per year. After five years he gets one week and one day (that's this year). Occasionally he can take an extra day off, but that's without pay. He took off for a few days year before last to take care of me because my back went out (feeling guilty). This year he's taken off a couple of days because of my back too (feeling guilty). He requested today off because we were going to go to the coast for the weekend, but then we decided to just go somewhere local because we really couldn't afford the fuel (feeling guilty I don't have a job with a more steady income), but this is the only time we can take off because in the summer I (guilty) have to water everything I (guilty) planted.
Our 4 year old refrigerator just quit keeping stuff cold yesterday. Some parts are still under warranty, hopefully it's one of those parts which went bad. We kept wondering why the milk was going bad and stuff didn't seem cold, then when all the ice melted out of the ice maker onto the floor we realised something was wrong with the fridge not the milk. So we had to throw everything in the freezer and fridge out, jeez what a costly waste.
Now I'm feeling guilty because my back is about ready to go out again. Gary was still going to go to the river by himself, but since there is no food in the fridge he didn't want leave me here by myself. He just wanted to go to the river to read a book and listen to the water. He went to town to get me something to eat and if we can't get a doctor's appointment, I'll try and talk him into going to the river by himself. For some reason my back feels like the disc is slipping in and out. As long as I am sitting down it's OK, but I can barely walk to the bathroom.
Besides all that, I'm feeling guilty because all I can think of is the bisque load is coming out on Tuesday and it has all the experiments I've worked on this whole semester. I need to get them glazed as quickly as possible so I can get them in the glaze load so I'm hoping my back gets better by then.
I really wish I was feeling guilty about getting a bonus like the AIG executives. I wouldn't give it all to charity or give it all back. I'd use part of it to pay someone to come here and make my lunch and help me to the bathroom and then Gary could go to the river for the weekend without worrying about me.
Edouard Bastarache from clayart's economic solution would help us because Gary is over 50:
There's about 40 million Americans over 50 in the work force. Pay them $1 million apiece in severance with stipulations: They leave their jobs...Forty million job openings - Unemployment fixed. They buy NEW American cars. Forty million cars ordered - Auto industry fixed. They either buy a house or pay off their mortgage - Housing crisis fixed. So simple.
Boy, that is such a great idea and not as costly (to us taxpayers) as a trillion dollars.
Well that's enough crying in my milk for today, take care of your backs, if you don't keep them in good shape, you can't do much of anything, and neither can your loved ones, and that's the feeling real guilty part. The flower for today is an artichoke flower from my garden from last year. The flowers are so beautiful, I don't have the heart to cut them to eat the artichokes. I prefer to let them flower.