While I don’t regret the time we were friends or whatever we were, I don’t miss Nane. Nor would I talk to her if she ever contacted me. The older I get the bigger my don’t-look-back attitude grows, I guess you could say, yet I certainly don’t wish her any bad luck.

The constant sawing at Dahl’s place is really getting old. Again, this is NOT the place for that shit, and it’s been going on for months. I don’t care if the guy’s wife died. He’s too fucking noisy. Or whoever’s working for him. It seems I’ve seen this navy SUV from the get-go, so I’m guessing it’s a family member. Especially if they’re going to work until 8-a-fucking-clock. Poor Geri, though. She’s got it worse.

Today I don’t see that SUV and all has been quiet there. Just tons of landscaping sounds because this is the worst day for that here. I’m hoping that since I don’t see the workbench in the carport anymore and because they worked late last night, they’re done with this project. Could be just a week before the next one starts but I’m hoping this one is done. I saw sheets of plywood that makes me think the person was replacing part of the floor.

While I’m still open to many different options, it’s going to be a tough decision as far as what state and what climate to go to. The only thing I’m sure of is that I don’t want to go where they have real winters. My first thought, especially yesterday when I was listening to all the racket here, is to go rural, which would mean going colder because we couldn’t afford a big enough piece of land in Florida. Humans are just too noisy a species. Where there are people, there is noise. But then I know that if we got a house on a few acres, we’d only happen to get welfare bums on one side, someone with 4 huge dogs left outdoors all the time on the other, motorcycles in front, and loud car stereos behind us. Knowing that I’m noise-cursed, we may as well pick a better climate.

Another negative to going rural is that since we’d buy the place outright, all we could likely afford would be an old dump and I don’t want to not have the money to fix it up and make it what we want it to be. Therefore, we may as well get a newer place in a Florida park. There are quieter parks than this. There are even quieter parts of this park. It’s just that we ended up on a busy street on a corner. There are parts of this park that get less traffic and landscaping even if they would still be in the same flight path we’re in. So if I’m gonna have to hear shit no matter where we go, I can at least hear less of it in a nicer place with warmer weather as long as we avoid flight paths and busy streets. I’m just tired of worrying about being woken up when I’m asleep and listening to so much shit when I’m not. No more cities either!

While colder temperatures are better for sleeping and working out, and while I’m a little more sensitive to heat than I used to be whether it’s because I’m older, well-cushioned, or due to my medication, I can still adapt to heat easier than cold. I hate being cold, and when my meds force me to cut back and make me more hypo and therefore colder, it might be easier being where it’s warmer.

If we ever do get a quieter place, it’s going to seem weird at first just like the thought of not having to wear a jacket in November did when I first moved to Arizona and swimming on my birthday. After living in a place where the frequency of noise is so high, it’s going to seem strange. I’m going to be expecting to hear certain sounds that I’m used to hearing, as much as I hate them, and it might seem weird that I don’t hear them or at least not as often. Until it gets noisier with time, of course.

I’ll be going to the lab Friday and that will make three weeks of full doses which means that any time after March 20th, I’m going to get stabbed since I can’t seem to beat 5 weeks.

We went to my old dentist earlier and were held up by the usual slow drivers along the way at times. There are so many people here who love to go 5 miles below the speed limit. Then we had to listen to car stereos at almost every light we stopped at, so I played the radio most of the time.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to say goodbye to Dr. H. She’s already gone. Holly is going to stay there, but I decided I would just get a female dentist closer to home. They said all I have to do is sign a release of information form with whoever the new dentist is going to be.

It’s a gorgeous 75° out there now. We’re going to go out for a walk this evening.

I finished watching The Killing, so now I’m watching new episodes of Obsession.

We have about 10K right now, maybe a little less. We should be okay for a while, but again, I can’t imagine coming even remotely close to losing this place.

Some guy I didn’t even know was cyberstalking the Parkland victim’s families got 66 months. They couldn’t have just said 5.5 years? Bastard will probably be out in half that time.

Still waiting for my period to stop. I started spotting on February 27th and I’m still having a light flow.

Decided to deactivate the Twitter account I was using to tweet my wake-up pics. If all Aly is going to do is ignore my tweets to her and prefer to tweet more to Molly than to me, why bother? I asked her about Molly’s provider and device, claiming I got a blog visitor from Austin and then commended her for seeing Molly for her true colors and ghosting her since she was a step up for Molly but a dozen steps back for her just to see what she said. She said that all she knew was that she had an iPhone.

Then, before I mention deactivating on Twitter, I found that she’d deactivated the account she was connected to Molly on. That can’t be a coincidence. It just can’t be. She’s got to know I know about that account and the only way that would be possible would be if she either had a tracker or was hacking me. But why didn’t she block my other Twitter accounts as well which still exist? she had her tweets protected, so whether or not I had an account and whether or not I was blocked or not, I couldn’t see her tweets anyway.

In reality, I don’t care if she wants to be connected to Molly anywhere. I just don’t want her blocking me. Maybe she did that figuring it would stop that account from being suggested to me. I don’t know, but I’ll tweet my wake-up pics from my health account. So, I’ll just have my health account and my private account.

Didn’t realize how funny my FB profile looks on the phone since I rarely see it there, LOL. I usually only see it on my desktop when I go to pick up messages. Tom was laughing his ass off when I showed it to him.