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The kitchen counter met it’s fate last night. WHY on earth can I not throw junk mail away when it hits the door? WHY do I feel compelled to let it season, like yarn in the stash?

So then this morning, I went through the stack of bills I pulled out of there, and was pleased that most things are caught up, though a couple did get buried in the pile and forgotten. I’m a screaming genius, I guess.

Yesterday I got the books that remained on the school shelf sorted some more. I am now at the point that I am ready to start making some serious notes. The notes will lead to the actual planning. I bought notebooks for that the other night.

Knitting yesterday: just a few rounds on my sock-in-the-bathroom. But I started the ribbing this morning!

I made a page with the remaining boyds resin I have for sale. The link is in the right sidebar.

I’ll not be going to knitting group tonight, I don’t think, as DH is working until about 6.

Just so you know, ya’ll, I do still have a brain. I do still think. I just lack time to post about it coherently. But here is a stab on immigration.

I’ve been thinking about the cheap labor part, mostly the agricultural workers. Somehow it really seems to me that illegal workers are taken advantage of. The bosses know the workers can’t complain about wages or working conditions, or anything else for that matter. That’s…..not right. It’s wrong for them to be here illegally, but its also wrong for them to be taken advantage of. A man ought to receive a fair day’s wage for a fair day’s work. Period. Maybe if the pay were more reasonable, Americans would do the work, ykwim?

And I have to say, I am really disappointed in the Prez for his lack of an actual plan to deal with this issue. This junk about “path to citizenship” needs to go. Let’s try this, instead: You go home. We won’t keep a record of you ever being here. You can start over from Mexico, and this time do it legally. But for now, get out. And if our plan doesn’t suit you, stay out. Done.

Ok, was that coherent? Probably not, but it’s as organized as I can get my thoughts right now. The baby just woke up :)

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