Right month, wrong year. The house I predicted arriving in back in September is here. Tom says he doesn’t think it’s positioned yet, and I hope he’s right, cuz I don’t like how it’s facing right at us. Although I still don’t have a bad vibe, I reminded Tom that we’re out of here if it’s subsidized freeloaders. Because they’re not just a few feet away, voices and barking wouldn’t be a problem, but musically speaking, they could be a huge problem as loud as today’s stereos are and with how many miles their sounds carry. Especially if they’re home all day with nothing better to do but sell or manufacture drugs. I’ll be damned if I’ll waste my time calling George only to get little, no, or part-time results just to end up in jail for complaining cuz they happened to have a piggy friend or cuz I’m white or both.

So that’s two new houses this year alone, and we know George is going to put one more in back of the 3 rentals that are side by side. I never thought I’d wish for this place to build up so we could rake in a profit, sell the land/house for a huge amount of money, then sail to sea. Somehow, though, I can’t see God allowing us to do that. The more I try to isolate myself, the more he seems determined to reach his mighty hand into my house, yank me out of it, and throw me in where all the people are! If I go left, God pushes me right. If I go up, God pushes me down – ugh!

Again, I don’t have a bad vibe, but my hearing has got to have improved for a reason. Not only are certain volumes now too loud for me to stand, unlike before, but according to my last hearing test, my hearing has improved. It’s improved! Hearing isn’t supposed to improve with age, and besides, someone who’s blasted their ears with loud music for 20 years should have a major hearing loss, but that’s not so in my case. Now, this may sound extremely paranoid, but isn’t it quite a coincidence that my hearing improves once I’m further away from people? What better way for God to have someone hear people who are further away from them than to improve their hearing?

Well, no matter what we get in there, all we can do is just live with it. I mean, we’ve got to hear them and the people at Dan’s place sooner or later simply because this is Arizona, and as soon as it cools down, I expect there’ll be something in the way of noise.

I know it can’t be my Teddy Bear coming to live in that house now that I know just how far from the jail we are.

It’s still so cool how they could haul in a house on the property adjacent to ours without our knowing about it till we accidentally happened to spot it like we did this morning when we went outside (Tom’s burning trash right now out there). There’d be no missing a show like that in Phoenix even with loud music playing on our stereo!

After being here this long, I must say that the people next to us can’t be freeloaders. I initially thought they were cuz they were darker and cuz no matter where I go, I always get stuck with the blacks or Mexicans next to me. I think they’re Italian, though, because they’re just too quiet and there’s not enough of them. Mexicans breed like rabbits.

Yesterday we went and dropped off bottles and did what should be our final bottle pick-up. Gina wasn’t there. She hasn’t been there due to a sick relative. Anyway, now that I know which bottles are bad, for the most part, I weeded those out of the boxes as best I could.

They sent us another great deal where you get 50% off any one item in the adult catalog, plus a free vibrator and video. I don’t care for the video, but I’ll take the two vibrators, which will only come to around $16 total with shipping and handling. They break easily, so it’s always good to have a few. Plus, I don’t like the two I got the last time. The first time I had one of the ones I’ve got, I loved it, but now it’s not too easy to get off by. The big, bulky ones just don’t cut it for me as well as those with small points do. I prefer something the same size as the tip of a tongue. It also makes it more realistic when imagining Teddy Bear going down on me till she does it for real!

Since Teddy Bear and I developed our mutual thing for each other, I haven’t had one fantasy concerning Palma.

I’m going to finish Mary’s first round of drafts. Although different than mine, I like her writing style. She’s taking bits and pieces of her life. She’ll take a clip from 81, then another from 82. A day in her life here and a day in her life there of a specific event.

Little could she know in ‘81 in New York, and little could I know in ‘81 in Massachusetts (and 5 months of that year in Vermont) that fate would have us cross paths 20 years later in an Arizona jail!

Later…

I questioned Tom about it, who saw them up close and personal, and asked if he was sure they were Mexicans next door, and they are. Mexicans next to me in Phoenix and next to me here? Yeah, I believe it. Had I known, though, up front, I’d never have bought this land. At least they’re not your typical Mexicans entirely. They live like filthy Mexicans with trash all over their land, but they work and they’re not loud.

Tom says the people at Dan’s are more likely to have people with loud car stereos visiting cuz of the way he sees them outside a lot and hears them talking loudly. Yeah, I’ve already established the fact that I’ll hear them this winter, but mostly by the household stereo blasting out their windows. The more outdoorsy people are, the more there’s a potential for noise.

Tom says that January would be a good time for the exterior fencing cuz he can cash in some stocks at that time. Also, he had the great idea of planting oleanders around the back and south side perimeters (where the Mexicans are) of the land cuz they grow fast and can act like a wall, giving us a little more privacy. It wouldn’t block much sound out, but it’d block out houses, enabling me to still see the big mountains in back, giving it a more isolated look and feel. Out of all the mountains we can see from the house, the closest ones are in back and the furthest are in front.

Tomorrow’s Labor Day, so I expect to hear some music then. We might be at Mary’s swimming and burning CDs, though, throughout some of it.

They worked on prepping the house Sunday but took yesterday off. They turned the house so that just like the others, its side faces us. The house is about 30 years old and identical to the others. I wish more new houses would come in! Not old pieces of crap that people rent. Right now I don’t have a bad vibe.

It was quiet yesterday, though we were gone from 11 AM-7 PM. We went swimming, had pizza and ice cream, and made a couple of CDs. We burned two audio ones for me and one data CD for him of all the songs we wanted from what was in their directory at the time. We also want the stuff I get on CD on the computer in digital format to hopefully replace a CD changer.

I left my list at their house so they can grab some more songs when they get the opportunity. They already had a few of the ones I wanted. I have to reburn a song that got cut off less than a minute into it. There are a few that skip at the beginning, but nothing major.

We’re hoping to get a new burner (and hope to not jinx it), then get a satellite connection so we can accumulate and burn songs ourselves. Right now, songs that take a minute to download on Mary’s computer take about an hour or more for us to download here.

We got a little help financially, for once, even if it wasn’t much. We got two bingo tickets. I’m almost always right when I say we’ll either win or lose, but when we win, I don’t know by how much. It’s usually 1-3 bucks. Well, my ticket won $3 and his won an astonishing $25!

I expect I’ll probably have mail from Mary today.

Later…

No mail from Mary today because Tom didn’t stop at the PO today. He’ll stop tomorrow.

I forgot to mention earlier that the freeloaders gave me back my tub. Yes, I did the last of the bottles today.