I drove back to NJ today because I have this absurd notion that I had to get my wife away from New York City for this weekend with the NATO exercise coming to an end. I sincerely believe NATO will either find an excuse - or MAKE one - to go into direct warfare with Russia. NYC is a major nuke target and I want my wife out of here. Well, it didn't take ten friggin minutes before I realized why I walked away three months ago . . .
Traffic; nightmarish. Filthy, dirty, roads in bad repair - everywhere. Graffiti on the highway overpass pilings . . . . ahhh yes, "Diversity" from all the little savages brought here by Democrat political scum.
Then, my wife . . . . Oh I have to be back here on the 27th for some window repair appointment for the sliding glass door in our condo.
Then she starts with her bullshit "I'm not even going to Pennsylvania, I'm staying home." So this time, I said "Good. Stay home. Now it's off my conscience whatever happens to you."
I don't think she expected that, at all. So a few minutes later, she came around and said she'll go. But I can already see it's not something she wants to do and if I know her at all after 31 years being married to her, I can look forward to a whiney, complaining, aggravating time up there.
That's my first fifteen minutes home after three months.
How's yours?
