I stole the title from agategal on Twitter, except she lives in the Pacific Northwest, so I substituted Michigan. Because the truth is that we’ve been saying that in Michigan for at least 30 years now. We are a downtrodden state, albeit a beautiful one. But what I can never figure out is how, during the last 30 years when we first started saying that somebody better turn out the lights here, so many acres of farm and forest land et al have been razed, paved, landscaped, and covered with big ugly McMansions. All chock-a-block around a circular street or whatever. If our state has been in such a bad way all these years, who could afford to buy those things?

We here at the Landfill. Just. Plodded. Along. Through. All. That. Somehow. Somehow, we were able to buy a small house 25 years ago that has worked throughout the years. When we first moved in, I couldn’t believe how much space there was. One baby and then a second. All the way through grade school, I could keep the place under control. Teenage years? Total chaos. It wasn’t until they were *both* gone for a couple years that I could even begin to get a handle on the mess around here. I have a loooonnnng way to go but this will be a great place for us in our dotage or whatever you want to call it.

I dunno. I am not an economist, I’m really just reminiscing here. My state and many others are in deep trouble now and, for all I know, maybe we will be directly affected by this stuff too. Not yet and I hope we will slide through. But you never know. I hope everyone else is weathering this storm and my heart goes out to those who are not.

Oh yeah, those are the guys I have to live with there in the pic.

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