I spent all of yesterday tired because I didn’t sleep well, though I managed to get done what I wanted to do. He planned to pick me up to go out to eat when he got out of work yesterday. Instead of having him come all the way to the house, I walked down Astro and met him just past Tandy. This made it easier for him because then he could just loop back around to the front gate without doing U-turns or anything.

We ended up going to KFC for our V-Day meal since we didn’t want to deal with crowds by dining anywhere. Got chicken and fries, now that I know they sell them and not just potato wedges. They were cold and not the least bit crispy but good taste-wise.

I’m retaining water which is reflecting nicely on the scale along with how sore my boobs are. Please tell me I’m not going to get a period! I should be done with this shit by now! I know it’s possible for some women to get periods into their late 50s, but with my last one being 16 months ago, shouldn’t I not be feeling PMSy ever again? I just would have thought I’d be over that shit by now. Read that the harder your PMS is, the rougher the perimenopause phase will likely be for you. No wonder I suffered so damn much.

We went to Kohl’s earlier to make an Amazon return and it was almost warm out. I wished I hadn’t gone out in long sleeves. Of course, the warmer weather is bringing out the car stereos. We have to sit and listen to that shit at just about every single light.

Bees and other bugs are back in full swing as well, but I still like the nicer weather. I’m smelling skunks more and more and I really wish the city, Animal Control or whoever would start trapping some of these smelly bastards. There are way too many of them. I wasn’t kidding when I said everything is so excessive in this state from loud vehicles to constant landscaping to airplanes and even to skunks. Never experienced anything like it before but I’m guessing it’s due to being in a temperate climate that doesn’t get overly cold or hot.

We shopped a little bit at Kohl’s, and true to California style, they blasted music as well. They were having a big sale and then we got a discount for returning what we returned and that way I was able to get $70 worth of stuff for half the cost. I got a new pair of slippers in light blue which I’ve been wanting since my leopard slippers were starting to tear up. I still have my furry boot slippers, but I also like a pair that I can jump in and out of quickly.

I also got a turquoise long-sleeve dress that’s very simple and comfortable yet stylish. Believe it or not, it’s a size S and fits perfectly. It has a crisscross design at the chest with gold accents. Before I tried it on I had to ask the woman to repeat herself twice after asking where the fitting room was since I couldn’t understand whatever foreign accent she was speaking in.

Then it was off to Carl’s for fake burgers where the Mexican girl that fulfilled our order had to go and fuck up part of the order.

Hey, if you’re going to come to this country and burden our schools, hospitals and housing and take our jobs, why don’t you at least learn our fucking language?

The filter we got for the fish sucks in that the water current is too fierce with no way to adjust it. I wanted to return it but then he printed out a plastic diffuser for it and it seems to be working well so far. Love how this one has a washable filter.

A couple of other things I love is that Diane will no longer be picked up on that insanely loud Pride bus. Dixie said it had something to do with her falling. Guess they don’t like their people falling on them. She’s on a waiting list for other programs that don’t mind if you fall, as funny as I know that sounds.

Dahl is still having quite a bit of company. Every day there are two or three cars over there and I wonder if he’s as capable of being as independent as we thought. By now I would have expected the company to start dwindling a bit. At least they’re quiet.

I also love how my-diary now has the option of making some entries private within the same account. Decided to discontinue using my private account since there are over 8K entries in it and do a mix of public and private stuff on my other account.

I don’t understand why everyone’s so freaked out over the coronavirus thing going on. Think of the odds. First of all, it’s not as deadly as Ebola. Secondly, there are over 7 billion people in the world. Even if it ends up taking out a million people, which I highly doubt, that hardly puts a dent in the population and therefore I wouldn’t think I was at much risk of being one of the ones to get it.

A possible layoff is still looming over our heads, but he doesn’t know for sure what’s going on at work. All he knows is that they were talking about moving everything into one building which would mean laying off a lot of people. I’ve lived in many places, and experience has taught me that the more I dislike a place, the harder it is to get out of. Therefore, I don’t think we have a chance of losing what’s been the noisiest place I’ve ever lived in. I think the worst-case scenario may be that they lay him off, he gets a minimum-wage job, and we’re broke till he retires and we move to a cheaper state.

I had a dream I looked in the mirror and saw a square black patch of skin at my temple. At first, I thought I got something on me but then I realized it may be melanoma.

That’s the second melanoma dream I’ve had. In the first one, I had black stripes on my nails. I have a couple of spots on my scalp that are raised and sometimes itch, but I can’t tell if it’s anything worrisome or not through my hair.

I also had another dream that made me wonder if we were in my home state. We had our own house and it was big. There were at least two floors. I said to Tom, “I can’t believe we own this house. I’ve wanted it since I was 8 years old and now we may lose it.”

Yet while I seemed worried, he seemed pretty confident.

Then I had some dream that I was starting my morning routine off with some kind of special drink that seemed to be causing me to lose weight. I wasn’t starting my day off with coffee like usual and a part of me was thinking I may not bother with coffee for a while since I was awake enough by the time I was ready for it.

In the last dream, I was in some house with several kids of different ages who were known as “screen kids” because they always had their eyes on the screens of tablets, laptops or phones.

I’ve always loved Law & Order SVU, but now I’m getting sick of it. It’s all about race and politics.

Having two procedures in a row, Aly hasn’t been able to eat as much due to experiencing some nausea. She says one of the nurses accused her of faking it and would change her menu around. Because she’s got to pay out of pocket for so much of this shit, she wasn’t going to put up with her, so she complained and she hasn’t seen her since. Why can’t I get results like that when I complain instead of getting either nowhere or retaliated against? The car still rarely comes around, but I don’t think it’s because of anything the park did due to people’s complaints. I also still don’t think it’s forever either.

Her body is now starting to respond well to the transplant and she’ll be moved out of ICU today and probably discharged Monday. Hopefully, this will finally be the end of her health problems.