Our DNA should be headed down to Los Angeles now. Can’t wait for the results! I answered more questions than 30% of other site members while Tom answered more than 59%. Well, it’s probably a lot easier for him when he doesn’t have as many diseases as I do.

Anyway, I’m expecting Russia and Austria the show up and maybe other countries in Eastern Europe, but I can’t imagine what else I may have in me.

The panels for the corner fence are arriving today instead of yesterday. Both panels are in Navajo White and will be 8 feet by 4 feet.

The Ocean nails arrived and they’re beautiful. I love how they make a panoramic scene when they’re side by side. This is definitely a photograph and not some fancy artwork. The longer the nail, the better, so I think I’m going to put them on this weekend. Next weekend will be when I put the gradients on and cut the nails and the edges off the strips.

Dixie is still insisting she’s had people prowling around her property at 3 in the morning that she believes are homeless and who have been camped out on the golf course or in the cemetery. She says she talked to a cop about it and that they said something about stepping up the patrol.

I’m still not concerned because we don’t have anything of value that’s unlocked and I’m not out at night anymore, not that I would be afraid of anyone as long as they didn’t pull a gun on me or there wasn’t more than one of them.

I messaged Mrs. Twenties out of curiosity, though. She’s part of the neighborhood watch, so I wanted to see if she knew anything about it. I messaged her right after she went to bed, so I don’t expect to hear anything until the morning.

I’m exhausted, as I seem to spend a third of my life being, so I’m hoping to fall asleep earlier and get up at the same time. I didn’t want to let myself sleep any later for fear of messing up my schedule for my appointment, and of course my bladder wouldn’t let me. If I wake up toward the end of my sleep having to pee, it’s not always easy to fall back asleep even if I’m still tired. Either way, this fatigue really seems a bit extreme and debilitating. I don’t remember lack of sleep or not sleeping well being this hard on me. I’m even more baffled by the fact that I usually can’t take a nap despite being exhausted. There have been times when I’ve been less exhausted, yet I’ve napped. I just don’t understand.

More days without pet care would be helpful, especially when it’s such high-maintenance ones that are so much work. I can’t just take them out to do their business or dump a litter box. I have to change cages and sometimes wash than as well. I have to wash supplies, bathe the pigs, trim their nails, and it just goes on and on and on. I don’t regret the rat, but the pigs I sometimes do. They cost a fucking fortune as well as require so much care. If I had energy more often, I wouldn’t mind nearly as much.

Is this going to go on for the rest of my life? Am I going to be utterly exhausted every two to three days for the rest of my life?

It’s no wonder I was so hungry yesterday since I didn’t even have 1000 calories. I ate a lot, but they were low-calorie things. I’m not gaining or losing weight, so I’m not worried about that too much. Especially since I’m not nearly as hungry today.

I blocked Kim on Facebook and Messenger. The account that she disabled. That way she can wonder where the hell I am when she reactivates it, assuming Aly doesn’t tell her and at this point, I don’t think she would share anything I didn’t want to be shared with her. She’ll probably just create a new account, but I totally agree with and understand Aly’s reluctance to get involved with June or the sister since the sister seems almost as unteachable as Kim. It doesn’t get that she’s been way too easy on Kim and that people like that need to be prevented from being online. Forever. Not just some of the time but all of it. She could take a week off, she could take a year off, and she’s never going to change. Any time she can get online, she’s going to create her so-called “role-playing” accounts and pretend to be other people.

I thought about blocking her on Twitter and PB because I’ve absolutely had it with the emotionally and mentally fucked in the head and I don’t care how cold and calloused that may sound. Just like some people feel they deserve better than those that do drugs, lie, or have other character traits they don’t care for, I have just as much right to be picky and choosy as to who I associate with and I think I deserve better than the Kim’s of this world. :-) But because of how far back we go and fears of karma, I decided to leave that alone for now, even though the smart thing to do would be to walk away. She’s a habitual liar. Like most people, I have no tolerance for that shit. Guess for now I’m just going to enjoy the break from her.

A white pickup came in next door in the middle of the night last night. Heard the blower in the afternoon and went to look out the window to see who it was, hoping Bob was back to his usual self and tending to his yard, but knowing that was unlikely. I only caught a glimpse of the person’s backside as they were rounding the corner, and it didn’t seem to be Bob based on how they moved. I think it was Rich Boy. It’s dark over there tonight and I can’t see if anything is in the carport.

The different vehicle is still at Dahl’s place and there hasn’t been any sawing that we know of. Maybe he is away somewhere, and he has a pet bird someone’s taking care of while he’s gone.

We got a letter from the park saying we’re getting a $30 discount each month for a year, but they didn’t say why. Maybe it has to do with the virus or maybe it has to do with all the complaints they’ve no doubt racked up due to the water outages or whatever. I just hope to hell they can stay out of the streets while we’re still here, and if there’s just one more complaint!

We should be gone in a year from now, but the discount applies if you sell your place as well. I’m not exactly sure how, but I guess you don’t have to pay certain fees or something like that.