Yes, I’ve just had my first Government Money. Now if I can just get me one o’ them O-Bama Fones…. /sarc;
It is a rather giddy thing. Look at the bank account one day, $16.23 in it. Look the next, a couple of $Thousand shows up. Enough to cover the house payment (set about 28 years ago…), the car costs, and food. That’s after the Government Medical (Medicare A&B) are auto paid.
Strange feeling, really. I know I paid into Social Security (A LOT) over a lot of years and it is an “entitlement”; but now I’m part of the problem instead of part of the solution. Oh Well. “Going Galt” has it’s upside ;-)
Still shy about $500 / month from what the spouse wants to spend and some more for “toys & travel” I want to do. But enough for “sit tight”. Plan is to prep & sell the house, buy more house, for a lot less money in Florida, free and clear in cheap seats, and have a bundle of spending cash left over. Maybe. We’ll see, since there’s a chunk of “logistics & repairs” to fund between one end and the other. One alternative is to clear out the 401k and pay off the last of the mortgage 2 years early. Then we’ve got plenty in the monthly Government Money. But no mortgage deduction…
Ah well, not for today to tune that up.
For today, I’m having a celebratory bottle of Italian Wine. “Grifone Bianco” made with organic grapes from Italy.
Got it at Trader Joe’s for something like $4 / bottle. Why? Well, I’m trying to get various “crap” out of my input stream, and the only way to do that is “Organic” here. You can’t select non-GMO as an option as labeling for GMOs isn’t required. So that means your wheat is likely “dried off” with a big fat glyphosate drench to make choosing when to harvest easier. Similarly corn is likely to be expressing Bt toxin on every cell surface (a known allergen and I’m prone to allergies – which may explain my poor handling of corn the last couple of decades). The list goes on.
For wine in particular, much of it has a huge load of Sulpher Dioxide in it. This prevents spoilage. It also makes the wine taste very sour unless you let it breath a long time ( I discovered if you do about 20 seconds on frappe in the blender it drives it out). It also makes some folks wheezy. I’m not in the wheezy class most of the time but have started to de-sulphite my wines anyway. This one says nothing about sulphites on the label. It also doesn’t have that ‘vague odor of sulphites’ about it.
I’ve not bought it before, but find it a very nice Italian Style table wine. A little more “grape flavor” than many others, not a lot of acid. Not a really “crisp” white (low sugar / high acid) more a mellow drinkable dinner wine (low acid, bit of residual sweetness, the “live” feeling along the edges of the tongue.) Fragrance is nice, bit of fruit, but not strong (then again, my nose is a bit stuffy at the moment from a pooch who insisted on quality lap time… We love each other, but I laugh when the pooch starts sneezing too ;-)
Nobody is going to jump up and shout “Oh My God! He has Bianco!”, but I’d rather have this with a plate of fettuccine Alfredo than some over the top biting Chardonnay. It will be on my “regular buy” list from here on out. Just not needing to use / rinse the blender makes it worth it ;-) Though I am getting this urge for a plate of cheeses, some pepperoncini, a garlic bread stick, prosciutto, and, well, the full antipasta plate…
So now that I’m a full on Democratic Party Demographic, what to do? After all, according to their rules I’m an Hispanic, and now I’m on the dole.
But I don’t let it go to my head. By the US Government rules, 1/2 the world is Hispanic:
So maybe I ought to go apply for Welfare, too. After all, I don’t quite have enough income to cover all the things I ought to be buying. I’m technically Hispanic, and I’m an old person. That ought to be enough. I suppose if it isn’t I could self-identify as a woman… What are they going to do? Tell me to go get a job? I think I need a sign saying “Bernie & AOC 2020!” ;-)
Sigh. It’s a crazy world. (Or rather, a world of crazy leadership).
So join me in a minor celebration of life, and life as a Government Dependent Unemployed and only marginally employable Old Person who is now “part of the entitlement problem”. I lift my glass as a ‘wave offering’ to the Gods That Be!
“Bottle of wine, Fruit of the vine, When you gonna let me get sober; Leave me alone, Let me go home, Let me go home and start over…” But I am home…
(He checks stock: 2 bottles ought to get me through the day ;-)
And a new chapter begins…