The ball is officially rolling! We should be out of here in about 60 days or less! Hopefully. So excited but so bummed that I can’t share the good news with my bestie.

I actually had a mix of good and bad yesterday. It’s good that my shoulder is better and I can actually lift that arm without pain (although it’s starting to flare up again). But unfortunately, I was pretty anxious despite the excitement. Really hope it’s just the menopause talking and not the brand change but I decided that tomorrow, which is an old brand day, if there’s any shit I’ll finally take a few days off.

The meeting with Pierce went great. We might be looking at getting more than we thought for the place. He thinks 120K-140K. Also, he has a woman that he has come by when the people are gone to clean out the place, including whatever stuff is left behind. Her payment is that she gets to keep whatever she wants, so it wouldn’t cost us extra. So we may get out of having to deal with listing on Craigslist and people coming by to check things out the furniture we don’t want, and I may get to keep this bed right up to the last minute and just walk off without worrying about leaving unwanted stuff behind like I had originally hoped.

We also may still be able to fly first class which is always more comfortable and peaceful. Coach would be rocking with screaming brats at this time of year and then we would likely have to have someone sitting with us. I don’t want to get my hopes up for any of these things just yet but that’s what it’s looking like. We’re going to start with a listing price of 110K.

So after being surprised and disappointed that my vibe of us getting an offer in April was wrong, some of my other predictions could still be accurate.

He did make some suggestions. Remove the rest of the stickers as long as they didn’t peel the paint, with the exception of the murals. He also said we should declutter it a bit and move the couch to make that room appear even bigger, saying bigger and brighter are a plus. Lastly, wash the outside walls of the house.

I’m a little worried when they do inspections that they may find termites and other things to repair but these things shouldn’t cost more than a few grand to take care of.

Interestingly enough, his wife also has a sleep disorder and autoimmune disorders as I do so she understands what it’s like dealing with people who don’t believe her and think she’s just lazy or making excuses as many people typically do when they’ve never heard of something or don’t get it. I’m so grateful that he understands and is willing to work around my schedule! We even told him about the schedule program Tom wrote to help predict what it’s going to be when. It can usually predict up to six months at a time.

They are also a one-income household because his wife also can’t work but yet can’t get disability any more than I can because she didn’t work long enough to qualify. We have such a fucked up system! Disabled should be disabled no matter what your past work history is but I’m not even gonna go there right now.

Someone will be out Tuesday at 1:00 to take pictures and I guess that will be when it’s officially on the market and that for-sale sign I’ve been looking forward to seeing will be put in place. I can’t wait to get the fuck out of here! A good 80% to 90% of my life here has been pretty shitty. Really, really hope my life is a hell of a lot better in Florida!

So now my eyes are tearing up with happy excitement as well as the sadness of not being able to share these moments with Aly who has now been gone for a week.

Things are otherwise looking up and Walmart even gave us 18 free eggs and a bunch of mozzarella cheese sticks that were probably part of someone else’s order, LOL. Guess something up there really wants me to get my cholesterol up there!

I shared the obit with Molly yesterday from my private account in the name of Kristine. Knowing she’s as gullible as Kim, I said she may want to reach out to Jodi and she did, saying it’s a sign from Aly that she wants us to get along and be friends.

I don’t know if Aly would want us to be friends and of course no one could replace her, especially someone like Molly, but I did it because I believe, after giving it much thought, that Aly would want me to.

Molly says she regrets being so selfish and self-absorbed that she didn’t notice or care what was going on with Aly in the end and is saddened by her death.

There are now 4 condolences on her obit, counting mine and Molly’s. Someone she went to school with and a couple.

Anyway, I don’t think Molly will bother me because the Internet isn’t what it was years ago and she has other people to obsess over, mostly guys and celebrities. To her, I’m just a friend to “talk” to, but as long as it’s not every other minute, I don’t mind and will pretty much handle her like I handled Kim. This is a different kind of mental illness that deals with mostly bipolar and emotional issues but crazy is still crazy.

She was born with weak muscles so her latest problem is that her doctor told her she had something called foot drop. Aly once told me she couldn’t run or ever learn to drive.

I don’t use sites where I have anonymous contact set up, so she’d be easy to block if she got to be a burden in any way, but again, I don’t think she will.

She’s still the same old liar I always knew her to be, though, which isn’t the least bit surprising. “Kristine” asked that she not tell Jodi how she found her but she did anyway.

In touch with the other Kim more often and sharing jokes. I miss her!

Nane hadn’t blocked me on Insta after all so she got my final messages and pics and then she blocked me, LOL. Either that or she temporarily disabled her account.

Aly’s sudden passing taught me that anyone can die at any time even when you least expect it. That means that the termite could die for real prior to us being out of here for just over a year but I’ve decided to take my chances and wait until then to share my final words.

After Pierce left I got a blog view from downtown Sacramento. There’s no way he could have found that account let alone that fast and I don’t see why he would be interested in researching either of us anyway. Then I remembered that I “accidentally” dropped my blog link on Doc O recently and wondered if it was her because it was close to where she works and I know that the tracking isn’t always that accurate. I also know, back when I used to be able to see her activity, that she’s constantly on Facebook playing games, even from work. But why would she only check out one entry If it was her? Better yet, why would she wait this long after I sent the message to read it? It was probably no one I know.