That was an interesting conversion, shared with some co-workers about working from home.

Being a widow, didn't think about...well, alot of things.  One of my co-workers, working from home, also has a husband and children.  So, everybody's on-line.  She was talking space issues - and today's smaller families want dry wall?  (A judgy comment from, basically, one of the quiver-full - jam 'em all within 1200 square feet...gross ;/ anyway...)  Computers take space, and so does working from home; she and her husband had bought the house prior to the current psy-ops, and now realize, their family could use more space.

But there's another issue.  Yea, here we go with the right-wing conspiracy theories again.  You betcha!  Anyway, my co-worker - being a mom - even though the family was at home working and schooling - had expressed disapproval at the revealing clothing her daughter was wearing.  Well, mom forgot that daughter-dear was in class.  So, this working/schooling from home...what another great idea for the powers-that-be to nose in on people's business.  In other words, what you blurt out in your own home...oh yikes, what if you say (in private) that you just flat out don't like people who drive orange cars and wear green sneakers?

Yeah i realize, the powers-that-be, have the means to horn in on everything going on in this room, this house, where i am currently posting this blog-entry.  Need to put on my list, to stop at the card shop (when the blizzard's past) and buy a top-end sympathy card for whatever human or robot, or combination thereof, who is tasked to nose in on what goes on within the boundaries of my property.  Ya know, one of those fancy cards that play a somewhat overly sweet tune, as soon as you open the beautifully written card.  Yeah, one with a big vase of pretty flowers, too ;)  Oh, and i need to swing by the donut shop for a gift-card for their terrific coffee, to put inside.