Well ain't this something?
I am writing this at stupid o'clock after Vic has gone to work, and before I do my video diary. That's a first.
I don't want to do politics here, but some things are just unavoidable.
We went to bed last night not knowing what we were going to be facing when we woke up, a bit like the morning after the referendum but MUCH worse.
The light was glowing on my charger and the windows were still in place, so Armageddon hadn't happened. Yet.
Vic has spoken a few times in the last few weeks about what's if's and maybe's, but I keep telling her, there's nothing WE can do to stop it or alter the course of things, so try not to overthink it. Obviously easier said than done when there's a lunatic ready to unleash nuclear weapons as a distraction from what we all know to be true.
So it seems we get to go around the sun for another 48 hours (given the orange one's latest proclamation/ultimatum) and hope that they're keeping his tiny hands full of McDonalds and away from any red buttons.
Much Love
TTFN
Sime.
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