Prosperity

Was heading out to the back property yesterday afternoon to add some water and hay to Claire’s Wee Laire when I looked down and spotted a Quarter lying there face up on the hard scrabble earth of Casa Claire.

https://www.facebook.com/tom.mccaffrey.233145/videos/1548258306338992

Now I don’t carry change. Any change that happens to accumulate in my hands or pockets when I am out and about goes right into a large jar just outside Lisa’s office as soon as I enter the front door.

Our emergency fund in case there is a run on the banks or we have to disappear in the middle of the night.

And, there are very few coin-bearing adults that traverse our property. Most don’t go any further than the back deck. I think that is because they don’t want to accidently fall prey to the Tom Sawyer effect, an artful ability held by all Toms that followed, where I talk them into doing some work I am avoiding, and get them to give me something to do it.

https://www.pbs.org/kenburns/mark-twain/tom-sawyer

So, I take the event of finding coins on Casa Claire as a sign of abundance handed out by the Universe.

https://www.youtube.com/shorts/qUlO1Yp5fv0

Wayne Dyer knew his shit: “Every time I pick up a coin from the street, I view it as a symbol of the abundance God sends into my life and feel gratitude.”

Now, those that have followed my blogs for more than a New Yawk Minute, knows that Wayne Dyer changed my life.

So, when WD tells me that finding coins is the universe letting me know I am leveling up to a frequency of abundance and prosperity, who am I to question it?!

For these gifts I am truly grateful.

Cue Yanni’s One Man’s Dream – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0Szo7j4xYQ – and the arrival of a multifilm movie deal for The Claire Saga.

Now, when that abundance and prosperity arrives, the first thing I’m going to do is hire a full time housekeeper. People who have read these blogs knows how much I hate housework. I would happily spend my life humping hay bales and shoveling mule shit, if I never had to shift furniture and sweep floors.

https://www.facebook.com/tom.mccaffrey.233145/videos/1290091575822202

My hands were genetically built for shovels, not brooms.

And given that Windy Northern Colorado is also dusty NoCo, and that the Beagle Brothers shed like bastards, it’s not long before Claire’s enforced open back door basement is rampant with Dust Elephants.

They are as frightening as a Chucky doll.

I captured and disposed of those two yesterday late afternoon because I was afraid that if they were allowed to continue free rein they (or Lisa) would try and kill me in my sleep.

Which is why prosperity can’t come soon enough so I can hire that beautiful French Maid to keep the house tidy and the NoCo Dust Elephants at bay.

https://www.dreamstime.com/photos-images/beautiful-french-maid.html

Well, the good news is that it is Tuesday, so this week’s Monday must be behind us all. Whew.

So, you fine, five readers roll up your sleeves and dig in to whatever projects you have been avoiding at work. Just do it. Waste the day at gainful employment. And then ride Wednesday downhill through to your weekend.

I have some outdoor chores to happily attend to, but with one eye towards the floor to see if I spot any of the dusty herd I might have missed yesterday, all the while dreaming of the abundantly supported cleaning staff to keep them in check.

And no matter what else we get up to, let’s all make today a great one.