I’m super wound up right now and a little worried. Yeah, it’s the family drama thing again, and yeah, I should have continued to stay away from them at all costs when I first cut ties with them 20 years ago. Before I get into the nitty-gritty details, I’ll just say that I decided to be honest with them and let them know how I felt. I knew it was time to get things off my chest that I’d kept inside for years. I also let them know I don’t see how we can remain connected due to so much conflict and just not seeing eye to eye. Naturally, they’re now showing their true colors yet again by being their usual hateful, vindictive selves and making all kinds of legal threats.

Normally I don’t compare myself to others and I don’t usually feel superior or inferior to others. However, I can’t help but feel a lot more mature and intelligent compared to these assholes.

Before I get too backed up here, the electric potato peeler is awesome, but it didn’t peel the top part of the potato, which is where the manual one came in, and that too is great. Best manual I ever had. With the old one, it was getting so dull that I had to really apply pressure and it wouldn’t always scrape up the skin, but not with this thing. I gently swipe and it peels off easily. Will make up some mashed potatoes tomorrow for sure.

Peeled an apple with it and gave some to the pigs and some to the rats. It creates a long string after it’s peeled, and it was funny to see the pigs chew each end until they met in the middle. The rats did the same thing.

I’m so ready to give up on both Hulu and Netflix! Just too much foreign shit, docs, and reality stuff. Why is there such a lack of fiction in this country??? I’ll have to find something else to entertain myself with when I eat, unwind or get bored. Maybe YouTube vids, even though they’re usually low quality and they put banner ads inside the screen.

Right now I’m just trying to enjoy my 5 measly hours off from the planes. It was the usual landscaping yesterday (at Dahl’s place) with tons of banging. Someone was pounding on the green waste bin when dumping shit into it and I could practically feel the vibration all the way in the bedroom.

Dusty’s house next to Trisha has sold, so hopefully they won’t have a loud vehicle of any kind or barking dogs to walk.

The ab workout I did left my stomach and back muscles too sore to work out yesterday since I haven’t really worked that muscle group that hard in a while. I’ll work out today if I can focus. Right now I’m still too wound up and I’m waiting for Tom to get up so we can discuss the latest round of threats. Not death threats or anything like that but threats, nonetheless.

The lamp Tom used in his office which is 20 years old has malfunctioned, so we ordered a cute new desk/table lamp that shouldn’t be blinding in any way because it has a fabric shade. The base has a globe of crystals similar to the crystals in our dining room light.

Just like Tinkerbell randomly pops into mind at times and I feel sad and miss her being the best rat we ever had, Blondie was the one to pop into mind the other day. He was an awesome rat. Our second best. With my morbid curiosity, I thought of how it’s now been 14 years since we buried him at the side of the dump we rented and I wonder, is there any trace left of him ever being there? I know he would have gone to skeleton rather quickly, but I wonder if there are traces of fur and bone? Any fur may have turned to dust by now, but I just wonder these strange things at times. I know it can take decades and sometimes centuries for bones to decompose, but I wonder about one so tiny as a rat. I even asked anonymously on Quora, but no one’s answered yet.