Day 1949 Hand me the toilet paper.

14th December 2022

From my vantage point on a stool in Starbucks, sipping my coffee I could watch all the cars lining up for the drive through. Most of the vehicles looked new and driven by youngsters, and I thought “ how can they afford them?”

It’s a fact that car prices have increased a lot in the last few years, with insurance being as expensive as it is, plus finance it must take out a lot from the monthly pay packet.

So how do they manage? Rent for even the smallest apartment is much more than a mortgage payment, but many can’t afford the deposit to get accepted, so they get in a spiral and with budgets stretched, the only answer is eating cheap food.

That is why there are new cars at all the drive throughs.

With all these, there is a explosion of new car washes, one has just opened next to Menards on a wonderful patch of grass that was just crying out to be dug up and turned into a large concrete slab. I guess the store needed the money. On another patch of grass opposite the car wash is another development, this is going to be storage units for Hollanders to store all the crap they no longer want but dare’t get rid of.

The landscape of the city is changing.

When I used to visit I never used to see a traffic jam, and there was always somewhere to park downtown, that is all different now.

The big corporations are busy recruiting the smart people from out of state, they need houses, and boy, are they springing up.

Green fields have gone and replaced with bland housing estates full of new cars.

It is amazing what a trip to Starbucks can do.

All the time I was pontificating, Kelli was at Plato’s with another three bags of clothes to sell, she returned with three bags of new stuff.

Then it was off to Zeeland for a doctors appointment, after some clicks and snaps she was back in shape, so we headed home.

Most of the day had gone, by the time we had gone to the post office and the corner shop, and had some soup leftovers, it was ready to start work.

I added to my workload by lifting down another furniture piece we shouldn’t have bought. We were seduced by the solid look of it’s oak construction, but little did we realise how bad the drawers were.

Now I have two bits of shit to polish.