Another weird dream last night. It was late at night and I was with someone shopping at a store somewhere. Next door there was a high-end beauty store of some kind that they left unlocked. I walked over to it and was amazed at some of the insane prices on the tubes of lipstick and other items. I carried a tube of mascara back to the store, held it up to the person I was with, and said, “That doesn’t say a dollar.” 

It was really a thousand dollars. I then returned the thousand-dollar mascara and walked back with the bike I now led with one hand while I carried my purchases with the other. I wished the bike had a basket so I could get back faster. 

In real life, a woman who was out walking her dog said, “That looks like fun,” when I rode by on my bike the other day. She wants one just like mine. 

The Hispanic girl who came to the door with her power wash special did not return. We figured she wouldn’t. Tom and I have come to suspect she probably really was looking for work. These homes, like most homes, have deadbolts on the doors. To break in they’d have to kick doors or windows in and that would make a ton of racket in a retirement community where most people are home all day. 

We finished assembling the dresser Thursday evening and it’s so nice to have a nice, new modern dresser that I chose and that no one else used before! 

Applying the lavender flowers and leaves took some time because it had so many pieces. My first thought, as I applied the first stem, was that it’d look totally ridiculous. But the more of it I applied, the better it looked. I’m happy with the way it came out. 

Tom got a couple of 50-foot hoses for watering. He said he’d rather not use the underground system cuz too much water goes where he doesn’t want it to go. 

He also got a couple of pool noodles too, a blue one for him and a pink one for me. People often bring pool noodles to the pool, so we figured we could, too. 

Later… 

Not sure I should mention this in public as I just don’t want people getting the wrong idea and thinking I’m either just trying to get attention or worry people unnecessarily if it turns out it’s no big deal. I assure you I’m anything but hard up for attention, and it probably really isn’t any big deal. 

Well, I sometimes get pain in the left side of my chest, particularly after workouts. I didn’t think much of it, but then when I had a sharp stabbing cramp-like feeling yesterday, I did some online research that says it could be angina, which my dad had. It described the exact cramp-like feeling I sometimes get, along with this burning, aching feeling I also sometimes get. 

Tom was concerned because that’s usually a precursor to a heart attack and I jokingly said, “Maybe you will be right and I will die first. Just remember to post to my Facebook wall letting people know what happened.” 

Seriously, though, if I had to guess, it’s no big deal. I know I could be wrong, but unless it gets to be a regular thing and starts interfering with my life, I see no point in worrying about it now. I may mention it the next time I see my doctor, though. 

Not only does Andy think I’ll live to get old, but I’ve always believed Tom will die first (probably in his 80s). On the other hand, I did have a nagging feeling that something up there would “punish” me, so to speak, for finally getting what I wanted in life and that’s a home of our own. For now, I will start logging any time I feel anything suspicious and see if any pattern emerges. It’s one of those things where you usually don’t know what’s going on or have much warning until it’s too late. I don’t see what going to a doctor about it now would accomplish or that I’d even need additional medication. Statin drugs usually help with that sort of thing and that’s what I’m already on. Again, frequency and severity are what matters at this point and what I’ll be aware of and keep track of. I worked out earlier and was fine afterward. 

No left arm pain or numbness/tingling in my hands, but the article I read mentioned that neck pain I sometimes get. Because I’ve only felt that on the side my bad ear is on, I figured that was probably due to the inner ear clogging up like it sometimes does, but who knows? As always, I’m going to just keep on living my life. Hell, a meteorite could fall from the sky and kill me right now. Until I’m actually dead, I’m not going to worry about anything unless I’m in pain or unable to do things as I normally do them. But I’ll be paying closer attention to those strange aches and pains.