Here’s a nice update on next door. I haven’t heard any more from over there in the way of voices or music, but at just after 4 PM yesterday, 5 little ballplayers came next door. I went out there and reminded them that trespassing was illegal but they were just coming from their front door and one of them said, “We’re asking if it’s OK,” but who knows if someone was really home?

So, my first reaction was, Oh fuck! They’re gonna come every day now and next weekend, there’ll be no peace for sure, but then the ball got stuck in the hoop. One of the biggest kids, who would be about a head shorter than me, jumped up and hit the ball out of the hoop. Then, he got down on all 4s while a smaller kid stood on his back to try to “untangle” it and get my lock out. Knowing that that lock isn’t hitched, I thought, Uh-oh! But they gave up and took off! Now all I have to do is hope they don’t get more determined to “untangle” it and come back. Kids don’t give up that easily. I hope it isn’t worth it for them to come back. What would be worse is if they went and asked them next door to see if they could untangle it.

Anyway, I let Andy know about it this morning before he went to bed. I also let him know that my folks are on their way!

Yesterday morning at 9:30 ET, I called and their friend Gene answered. He said they took off at about 6:30 ET and should probably be here on Friday, although they could get in Thursday evening. They’re coming! It’s so hard to believe! I still have a feeling too, that this is it. Our final meeting. Why I don’t know. Maybe we just won’t be able to get around to seeing each other again. Maybe they’ll die sooner than expected. Maybe something will go wrong with the visit that’ll end up cutting off all contact. Maybe we will have a kid and get rejected for it.

What’s really weird is that Gene’s dog-sitting. What kind of people do I have for parents that can persuade a man to leave his home and his wife to stay with dogs, though I assume Teresa stays with him at night, and why do these dogs need someone with them all the time? They’re just dogs, not children.

I asked Tom if he’d casually say something along the lines of there maybe being 3 of us the next time we meet, but as I fully expected, he won’t do it.

As I may have mentioned before, when it comes to my life, God has a way of making things “mesh” perfectly. I mean the timing of things that happen in my life. So, it always goes without saying that I know a child isn’t meant to be, but if I were wrong, now’s the time, I’d think, where that’d fit in better. Maybe God was just waiting till my folks could meet Tom so that maybe there wouldn’t be any hard feelings about it. It is different to hear how wonderful someone is and talk to them on the phone than it is to meet them in person. Just like how my folks felt more comfortable sending me out here after Andy had been out here for a while and after going through the shit I went through. So, maybe this kid thing was always just a matter of timing and yes, God does seem to time things pretty well when it comes to my life. The major events, anyway. If God does see fit to it to be meant to be, then he’s gonna have to make sure we hit it right, what with how little he cums. God can do that, though, and he would if he’d only let it be.

God doesn’t give me more than I can handle, though. He may come very very close, but he won’t give me something that’ll really do me in. He could also make me strong enough for anything he wants to, but will he? There’s a difference between what God can do and what he will do.

Yesterday was one of those days again, where Tom was up too high when he was lying on his side and therefore, couldn’t get it in there. I told him that there must be an extra egg coming down, but he explained to me how and why that couldn’t be. Well, it was at the end of his day, so maybe he made sure he couldn’t get in there cuz he wasn’t in the mood to screw and just didn’t feel like saying so. I did tell him too, that if he were too tired to screw, going down on me would be fine, so that’s what he ended up doing, then we crashed.

I would like to get an electric vibrator sometime, though, cuz I miss the one I had and it’s good for when he’s asleep or at work. Also, it’ll keep me off his case for more sex.

As you know, he’s made a million predictions as to when I’d get pregnant and his latest one is a month and a half from now. Oh, so I’m one period and two eggs away from a kid?! Well like I said, the timing would fit and it would seem like a logical time for God to go ahead with that, but that’d only be if it were meant to be and I still say it’s not.

Anyway, yesterday was a fun and productive day. We actually mixed work with pleasure really well and Tom made a lot of progress around here. He trimmed the tree out front and got rid of all the weeds.

More about yesterday - we took off for a while and got Tammy and Bill’s anniversary card, a Mother’s Day card for mom, and a blank card for dad, in which I told him I was sorry about Heidi.

I got a new set of highlighters, a new sketchbook, and 3 new awesome journals.