Looked into alternatives to nail polish remover that may be better for my nails, and one of the suggestions was toothpaste. That one didn’t work at all, but the perfume suggestion worked a bit. The problem is that it would take forever so it’s not worth it. They say the best is hairspray so next grocery order I’ll throw in some hairspray and we’ll see.

Thought of ways to hide the ugliness until my nails clear up (if they ever do) and remembered I have a bunch of nail decals. They won’t stay on by themselves but all they need is a topcoat. No nail polish and no remover.

My mushroom spinach tortellini came out awesome! The only problem is that it’s making me hungry. That’s the problem with carbs… They fill me up but leave me hungrier. More hunger and eventually more weight. Definitely gotta switch back to meats even if it’s bad for my cholesterol. I don’t lose weight, but I don’t have to worry about gaining and always being hungry that way. It would be nice if I could live on just fruits and veggies alone since I wouldn’t have to worry about cholesterol, but I know I would be even hungrier than with carbs. So it’s either carbs or cholesterol and I choose cholesterol, LOL. My doctor said I don’t have to give up meat altogether if I focus on things like fish instead of bacon. Yeah, but a moderate amount of fat is actually healthier. Atkins was low-carb and low-fat and that can cause heart attacks. I definitely lean way more toward fish and chicken and healthier meats as opposed to bacon and red meats. I don’t want to have too much fish, though, because of the mercury in it.

So that’s what those “steps” are for. The people before us left these little wire-coated steps and when I was looking for spice racks on Amazon, those were one of the designs that came up. I plan to get a different one that I think will be better in the next place but for now, I set one of the steps up by the side of the stove and arranged my sprays, oils and spices on them.

I keep going back and forth in my mind as to whether or not I want to unblock the termites. I’m kind of hoping one of them will contact me first if I do so I can reply with the journal excerpts which kind of makes me feel more like I have an excuse to, but I still hesitate for a few reasons. I want to be gone over a year first. I’m sure they could figure out how to get our future address if they really wanted to and send shit there instead, but at least it should take time to show up online. I don’t think they share this information with the world the instant you get it.

I also don’t want to take a chance of any of them realizing I’ve unblocked them and then turning around and blocking me if they haven’t already, thus making it harder to send them anything in the future. I think I’ll just stick with my original plan and wait until we’ve been gone a year, then I’ll unblock them and send the messages then. I’ll just have to wait a few days before I send them because Facebook doesn’t let you re-block anyone for 72 hours. I’m also going to Skype a copy to Lisa because I don’t trust that Tammy ever forwarded anything I sent her to give to her. Especially when I asked more than once if she gave Lisa a copy of my note and never got an answer.

I don’t want to ask Aly to piggyback any messages when we move because then it’s more likely to be filtered since they were never connected before.

Decided to quit sweeping since all I get are win notifications for others. Really, I’m sick of that shit, and there’s just no winning with all the competition I’ve got these days. I wasn’t sweeping as I used to, though. Not using OLS or anything like that. I was just entering sweeps I would see on my Facebook feed.

The fucking motorcycles made up for my being able to sleep during trash pickup on Friday. Tom said two of them went by. Believe it or not, we’re supposed to get rain tomorrow so hopefully, that will back them off so I can sleep. But yeah, the rude fuckers are going to be a problem until November. I wouldn’t be surprised if I heard the one that visits in the middle of the night within the next few nights.

Sighs frustratedly First all I had to run from were the stereos and barking. Now motorcycles and planes have been thrown into the mix. What’s next? Spaceships?

No runs today but I’m still going too much. I hope I don’t need another round of antibiotics. No pain but there is a slight throbbing sensation in that tooth almost like the nerve is desperate to escape or something.

Went bike riding around 9:30. I figured that sticking to the circle would be kind of boring but I didn’t want to go down the “rollercoaster” not only because of the skunks but because that’s where I go the fastest, and without being able to see well, I didn’t want to risk an accident. So I opted for a Daisy run instead. It only took 10 minutes and there were a few areas that were pretty dark, but it was a nice ride. With the exception of the skunky smell by the RVs.

It seems I had a dream about trying to keep a skunk out of our place without getting sprayed. It didn’t spray me, but it made this horribly angry screeching sound.

I also had dreams involving Alyssa and Dr. A. I love it when I have funny dreams involving people like them, although I wouldn’t exactly call them “funny.”

With Alyssa, I met her under different circumstances, and she was younger, too. We were in a medical building and she was only 21 when I first saw her, though not as doctor and patient. At least not right away. The first time I saw her we never actually spoke, but I was immediately attracted to her and would later realize that she was having a job interview with the medical group about working in that building. I don’t know how long she eventually treated me for, but my dream self was thinking how we first met when she was 21 and now she was 26.

With Dr. A, Tom was telling me it was time to go for my appointment with her and I realized I was barely ready. I had just gotten dressed and hadn’t put on any makeup or anything like that. I jumped up to leave and then fell down.

But then I was sitting in a room by myself waiting for us to do a Zoom meeting. I hadn’t been paying attention to the screen, figuring she would be late. Suddenly, I saw that she was just coming on and went to adjust the monitor.

Then in another split second, I was waiting to meet her outside some building somewhere. It may have been someplace I was living because I was a little embarrassed by how the outside of the place looked. She showed up carrying a jacket of mine as well as a notebook that I left in her office the last time I saw her there. I took the jacket gratefully but then was embarrassed when I looked down at the notebook which was folded open to a page where I had a list of names.

“Ah, my character list,” I said. “A friend and I randomly threw some names down from the internet to choose for stories we’re writing,” Then I flushed with embarrassment when I thought of her reading anything else, knowing I’d written some personal thoughts and things I wouldn’t want to share with her.

In the last dream, I was listening to an official-sounding voice message. My first thought was that it was Dixie, but the woman started off by saying, “This message is for Jodi…” I’m not sure what it was about but I wanted to ignore it and was afraid I wouldn’t be able to.