The “disposable” balance in the checking account at the local bank has dwindled down to about $1,500 or so. Not bad, considering that the account was projected to be depleted last November. Unfortunately, regular transfers from the vaunted investment accounts must now be made. In essence, that’s the entirety of personal lifetime savings and must provide sustenance until death. None of the investment accounts earn any dividends anymore. The depletion of the checking account was supposed to trigger the motorhomeless decision. With quasi-”lockdown” conditions still in effect, the latter decision is moot.
The recertification for continued tenancy at the “old folks home” in Waikiki is at hand. The ridiculous process will be tolerated, and an extension of the lease will be obtained. The lease is month-to-month, so the latter can be terminated with a one-month advanced notice. So, parting with the mausoleum is not a problem. However, where is there to go?
Much has changed for the worst since the onslaught of the “super-duper corona” hoax. Every criterion of “quality of life” has degenerated. Self-sufficiency is the only survival strategy. The ruling élite are “laughing their asses off.” The rank-and-file peons are totally controlled. Game over.
Addendum: The Libby “app” has been resurrected for lack of any other viable options. Decent e-books are difficult to find, so searching requires extreme patience. Currently being read ... “America: The Farewell Tour,” by Chris Hedges.
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