Went to the top of the hill around 6am. I could see the trucks there as well as the area beyond the hill that they paved yesterday. Makes sense that they’d leave their trucks and equipment here overnight. Looks like there are just dots across the speed bumps, so they haven’t been painted yet. Today’s our section but who knows when someone will return to paint? They won’t be working tomorrow since tomorrow is trash day.

And the road rage is on! Barely after 7, they started blowing the streets with this giant push-blower.

I’m on the treadmill right now since I won’t be going out anymore today.

Regardless of age and genetics, when you’re low on thyroid you’re rarely able to lose weight. So I decided quite a while ago that I would just let my weight be. However, I definitely have to go back to cooking from scratch or close enough to it since processed foods aren’t good for me. I still shouldn’t be overdoing things like cholesterol and sodium. Yeah, I’m going to die someday anyway, but I would prefer that to be closer to 30 years from now and not a decade.

Was going to try to finish my NaNo project today but with all the distractions going on I don’t think I’ll be nearly as productive as I was in my dreams last night. Yeah, I strangled a serial killer. Me and a group of people were determined to catch this serial rapist/murderer in the area. We busted into some woman’s house as he was about to kill her and we all attacked the guy with me being the one to put his last lights out. Kudos to me! :-)

Yesterday I said to myself, watch, the mama’s boy is going to come in more than once today because it knows it’s going to miss mommy and daddy time tomorrow which is today. Again, with a son that clingy, I don’t know why they bother to move here. Maybe they thought they could wean him off and into taking responsibility for getting a life? Yet with three visits in one day, I’d say their efforts failed.

The Chatroulette site is definitely full of all kinds of weird characters. Some beat off, as I was warned they would, and then there are some kids whom I absolutely will not talk to. I don’t want to risk getting caught up in any perverts out there that may be abusing the site or have them twist anything I say. A couple of kids did me a favor by quickly moving on with a, “Goodbye, grandma,” LOL. Oh, the beauties of aging!

Most of the users are guys from what I can see so far, but I like how there are so many users that you’re unlikely to get the same person more than once. It isn’t something I plan to use often but I kind of get a kick out of it when I do. I just ramble on about whatever when I get someone who doesn’t want to have an actual conversation.

One guy decided it looked like I had big boobs and wanted to see them, but since I couldn’t get anything for it, he didn’t get his so-called “prize,” as he put it. You want to pay me, I’ll happily flash them. I have no problem with those who make money from their assets as long as no one’s being hurt. If I did, I wouldn’t have been an exotic dancer way back in my young, skinny days. Tom and I actually talked about me camming or at least doing paid texts, since I would think most people would still want visuals of the young and thin, but agreed it wouldn’t be worth the money to waste time investing in. But yeah, I’ll tell you anything you want to hear if you’ll pay me for it. I mean why not? :-) The only thing you’re going to get for free that isn’t part of my face, though, depending on what type of top I have on, are my well-muscled shoulders and upper arms.

OMG, they made a fucking mess of our carport! This is it. This is the day that cinched my decision to return to the country, so the Nevada desert it is instead of Florida. I’ve had it with adult communities and their obsession with appearance. Landscaping every single fucking day. Regular projects. I’ve had enough! I’m tired of how when someone gets a new roof, I’m the one that’s got to deal with it. When someone goes to tent their place, I’m the one that’s got to listen to it.

I think I might actually sleep worse in Florida with all the storms there. It just seems that that may more than make up for the traffic here. Either way, I’ve had it with traffic and projects galore. Every day I hear some kind of equipment running be it for landscaping or some kind of park or home Improvement project and I’m tired of it. I didn’t sign on for this shit! I thought these communities were supposed to be about peace. Never would have bothered to come here had I known what I was in for, though I can see where most mainstream neighborhoods must be way worse depending on climate. I’m guessing cold climates would be okay in the winter, but then again, we had loud car stereos going by many times a day even in the dead of winter up in Oregon. Noise pollution is everywhere these days that the only real place to get any peace is out in the country, even if dogs will always be a problem there, especially in the West. And if you’re really unlucky, so will sonic booms and hunters. It’s the frequency and the volume I’m considering. There are way too many loud sounds here. It’s ridiculous for any neighborhood, but even more so for an adult community. I shouldn’t have to worry that I might be woken up even at 1 in the morning if someone decides to roar in on a motorcycle.

The Twenties haven’t been around since I first went out at 6, then I saw Geri take her car up the hill and then walk back. Bob and Virginia’s SUV is still in their garage.

They haven’t finished blowing because there’s still plenty of shit in front of the house. They went down alongside the house and to the other side of the circle and then stopped. All has been quiet for the last half hour or so, so I don’t know when they’re going to start up again. I asked one of the guys when cars could drive through and he said not until 6. So Tom’s going to have to park elsewhere until then. It would be nice if they would have the common courtesy to blow off our driveway at some point, but I’m sure they won’t. So once again, it’s just people doing things that aren’t necessary other than for looks that are at our expense in some way.

The blowers are deafening so I’m staying in the living room to help keep the animals calm. I don’t know if it makes them nervous in any way, but just in case, I’m here.

Saw someone driving some other equipment at the corner, and now they’re blowing the front of the house on down.