I’m so fucking pissed right now! Oh, it’s been a great writing night, all right, but I won’t be able to post this online for a while. That’s because SMUD is here. I don’t know what the fuck they’re doing here in the middle of the night, but things running, loud sounds, being inconvenienced and distracted… that’s all supposed to be a daytime thing. They’ve been ruining my peace for about an hour now, and now I can’t get online. 

At 1:30, I heard a large vehicle turn down the street that I figured was the trailer on the other side of the circle. They loop around and then park in front of their place so they can pull out easier. But when I looked outside I saw a very big and strange-looking vehicle. I didn’t think anything of it till a loud whirring motor started running. 

Curious, I threw on some decent clothes and walked down the street to check it out. I thought another pipe burst at first and that our water would be turned off. They were working some “hose” into the ground by the very side of the road about half a dozen houses away. It was so fucking loud I couldn’t stand to get very close, and I knew that even if I could ask someone what the hell was going on, I probably wouldn’t be able to hear the answer anyway. The three guys I saw were busy working away, though I could see “SMUD” written on the truck and immediately knew it had to do with the electricity. 

Tom just got up and said he saw their trucks earlier. *sighs* please don’t tell me we’re going to go back to always having something going on around here, and now at night, too. 

Later… 

Now I have more information on SMUD and all that. In digging up the road, which was probably due to a blown transformer, they managed to damage some wires and take out our Internet connection. Even though they claimed it was up and running again by 11:30 this morning, it was clearly still out when I got up at 2:00. I tried a handful of tricks and nothing worked. Went Tom got home he tried some tricks as well and nothing worked. So he called them up, told them that SMUD was out last night, and they’re going to send a tech out tomorrow afternoon. 

We knew they either damaged our modem somehow or the cables were damaged. I hoped that it would be their damage and not ours, because our modem isn’t that old, if even that, and there’s nothing like having to pay for what someone else breaks. 

He said, “Relax, we can buy anything we need to buy.” 

I said, “Anything?” 

He said, “Yes.” 

I said, “Good. Let’s buy a houseboat in Maui then.” 

LOL 

Tom then remembered our old cable box that he hooked up to the TV and was able to determine that it wasn’t our modem since there was no signal coming through. 

“I bet it would have been our modem if we were still poor,” I told him. “Notice how things haven’t been breaking like crazy now that we have money?” haha 

For now, I'm on Wi-Fi instead of high-speed Internet. The Wi-Fi is like Auburn... Slow and unreliable. One day isn't going to kill me though, and since I'm busy writing anyway the timing worked out well. So it's just a minor annoyance and not a crisis. The most important thing was that I could still call out in an emergency. I just had to type manually because Google’s talk-to-text is an Internet thing. No using Alexa tonight either, but if I need a timer set, I can still use the egg timer. 

My point about not being able to find things when we look for them proved to be correct again, too. This cat, which has been causing more mischief than I ever did in my prankster days, has been hiding things lately. He needed the razor to cut something open yet it wasn’t on the counter where it usually is. He started looking for it to no avail and I told him to just wait and we’ll find it when we’re not looking for it. Sure enough, I opened the pantry a short while later and found that the little shit had kicked it under the door. 

When she is noisy and destructive I am kind of sorry we got her. When she is all sweet and lovey-dovey I realize I love the hell out of her and couldn’t imagine life without her. I suppose it’s like that for those with kids… you have your moments of joy and pride, then you have your moments where you ask yourself why the hell you ever bothered when you could have kept your life, kept your money, and kept your sanity. 

My weight is sort of teetering like it can’t make up its mind whether to go down or stay where it’s at, though it is down a little bit. Tom still thinks it’ll be a very long, slow and gradual loss, but that I’ll lose a significant amount eventually. I don’t know what to think. I’m just glad I stopped gaining and that my period is late this month. I think menopause might be the only way to lose weight if I ever did get really serious about that. With periods I have water/hunger cycles that just keep replacing the same few pounds each month. 

Sure had the runs earlier, though I’m not sure why. I haven’t had any lung or heart issues today, and while the runs and a lower appetite can be caused by my medication, there’s still no way my dose could be too high. I think I might have overdone the dairy is all. 

Another thing I had was what I thought was that ovary pain. This was last night. Now I’m not sure what that pain could be. It was in the very lower right side of my stomach, and I had to take and ibuprofen. Tom thinks it’s gas. Well, I sure hope it’s that or maybe a pulled muscle from when I was working my abs. 

Just in case there is any kind of an evil god out there, I thought I ought to start standing up to it. So I woke up today and as soon as I became aware, I could feel that pain. I said, “Look, I don’t know if you exist and I don’t know if you’re picking on me if you do. But just in case, I’m not going to take any shit from you, so just back off. You’re never going to beat us over the head with money again, and I’m not going to let you make me suffer either.” 

Coincidentally or not, the pain stopped. 

My water/gel chair cushion arrived yesterday and is super comfortable. There’s a powdery gel inside the plastic sack, which is much like a waterbed sack that I threw inside an old pillowcase. You fill it up with water. We didn’t quite get all the air out of it, though, because it “farts” when I move around on it. 

Tom thought it was pretty clever of me to look this up on Amazon. Well, I realized that if this can be comfortable for people stuck in wheelchairs all the time, then this would certainly be good for someone who's sitting about half of the time.