I now have a premium subscription on TIP and I’m waiting to see what I can’t see. Figures my sister has to get a house right when I go premium because she will be the perfect test as soon as she gets a chance to check in. This level not only lets me hide my tracking icon, but it is supposed to expose visitors who have their cookies turned off, and Tammy is one of those visitors. 

I find it rather ironic that as soon as the guy stops allowing anonymous comments on my-diary, the few nasty comments I would get here and there suddenly disappear. Are people that gutless that they can’t speak their minds without hiding behind a mask of anonymity? What’s sadder is that they weren’t always as anonymous as they might like to think they were there or on Ask, and I know that some of them were people I’m actually quite close to. Jealousy? A deep-seated hatred I don’t know about? Just playing around for shits and giggles? I guess only they can know the answer to that, but I don’t hold it against them. We all play “pranks” of this nature every now and then regardless of our reasons for it. 

Very happy for my sis who is trying to close in a week and get into her new 2006 home. Damn, that is one young house! The only time I ever lived in anything newer was when we had our custom-made manufactured home in 1999, and the apartment I had in 1991 in S. Deerfield, MA was pretty modern, built in 1990. Everything after that has been '80s and older, usually older. I think I have spent most of my time living in things built in the 50s. I was actually amazed and thrilled to get a 1983 place. That’s like brand spanking new for us, LOL. 

It’s a big house she’s got. Second largest in the park, she said, at over 1600 sq. ft. Ours is something like 1340, but that is more than we need even though we have a lot of stuff. The most we ever had was a little over 2100, and the least we had since being together was 500, and the smallest I had before we met was a 400 sq. ft. studio. 1000 to 1500 is ideal for us. Her dog is probably going to love having all that extra space to run around in. Simone and I love to run up and down the hallway. Maybe that’s why my weight is down. 

My metabolism seems to have speeded up a bit more, but rather than be exciting this is a bit scary as I reach the timeframe in which this dosage backfired on me a year ago. From a logical standpoint, I still shouldn’t have any problems with a TSH score of 8.35, but it’s still a bit nerve-racking. Both my weight and appetite suddenly dropped and while I certainly can’t complain, I just hope it isn’t a sign of trouble ahead. 

The singing bird clock is working well and it’s nice to have. Some of the birds sound nicer than others, Of course. As soon as one starts chirping Simone glances at it with curiosity and delight. 

Fräulein Feline has been here one month as of today. I have come to really love this cat even if she can still be annoying at times. 

What is that with the toilet naps lately? She still has her usual favorite spots to nap in… her perch, the couch, the bed… but lately she seems to really like the memory foam bathmat as well as right by the toilet. Sometimes I have to use the other toilet, LOL. 

Didn’t sleep too well last night. At first I woke up too warm and had to get up and kick the AC on, then I had dreams of fire. It was nighttime when Tom and I were driving out of the park. He slowed down and looked in the rearview mirror and asked, “Is that fire I see?” 

I quickly glanced back and asked, ”Are we on fire?” thinking the back of the car was on fire or something. 

“No, they are,” he said, and then I could see 3 people heading toward a house. I rolled down my window to see if I could smell smoke and heard a woman say, “Their lights are on.” 

In another dream, I won a trip to Singapore but was able to change it to Hawaii in which I was accompanied by Paula of all people (I still can’t believe she dumped me simply because I told her two weeks was too long to stay here, though stranger things have happened in life). We were eating in the airport restaurant when I hugged her and said, “You didn’t think I could stay mad at you for that long, did you?” In reality, the only way back into my life is with a sincere apology and Paula doesn’t do that sort of thing. This may be a rather cruel way of describing it, but I treat people like milk. If they go bad, they get dumped. And if I was the one to get dumped like I was in this case, you better give me a damn good reason to let you back into my life if you’ve already kicked me out of it once. 

So they announced that our flight was boarding. Paula jumped up from the table and quickly headed to where our plane was. At that instant, I noticed a lot of our stuff was scattered on the table and I quickly tried to gather as much of it up as I could. Finally giving up on the few things that were left on the table, I headed off and then it hit me that I had no idea where to go. Panic welled up within me and I woke up screaming, “No!” 

In the last dream, I was at my endo’s office, though it looked very different. Doc O was behind a long counter doing something when Tom mentioned that his ear might be infected again. I told him we would start putting a mixture of peroxide and alcohol in his ear. Then I told him that Paula and I were headed to Australia in the dream I had the night before. 

A fake but very realistic-looking cat suddenly appeared in my hand, as did these three dogs that were roaming about. I dropped the cat onto the floor and the dogs licked at it, seeming to believe it was real. 

Later… 

I am officially in bifocals only now! Oh, how wonderful it is to be able to wear just those. Of course I’d rather wear nothing at all, but since my days of perfect vision are long gone, getting a 32” monitor and pushing it to the back of the desk is something I wish I had done a long time ago. With the 19” monitor that I had real close to me, I had to wear my single visions which meant that if I looked across the room or out the window, everything was blurry. I like being able to see both near and far. 

Love the way music sounds on this thing instead of the tinny sound on the laptop. 

Today was running and swimming day and tomorrow is strength training and biking. I’ll go riding at night. It’s going to be 105° tomorrow, so I will definitely want to wait as late as possible. 

The pool was surprisingly chilly and crowded today. There were about five ladies in it with a few more arriving for water aerobics as we left.