Tuesday, June 1, 2021

This is the second time Walmart didn’t have Brazil nuts. I’ve heard and read good things about them having positive effects on those with anxiety or depression because of their high selenium content. Later we’re going to go to Safeway and look there but also just to get out. We’ll do this before the inspector arrives at 10. Going to pick up some wine and the mints I forgot to get with our last order.

I did get a mix of other nuts high in serotonin and that seemed to boost my mood unless it was just a coincidence. I spent most of the day on edge but didn’t actually get anxious. I also had a turkey bacon wrap which has tryptophan.

Kim told me that once she started the black cohosh, the hot flashes stopped soon but it actually took weeks for the anxiety to dissipate. She doesn’t remember exactly how many weeks, though. That’s a little encouraging, I guess. I still take one before bed but I haven’t taken one at the beginning of the day. Instead, I’ve had black cohosh tea.

I don’t know if I should hold off on the magnesium until 4 hours after taking my medication or not but I’m going to anyway since my mood tends to be worse later in my day. I got up 3 hours ago, so I’ll take it in another hour or two. They recommend one to four capsules and I’ve been taking two so far.

Really hope the inspection goes well today! I noticed we’re not listed on Lyon anymore but we’re still on Coldwell Banker.

Marie hasn’t read me for the last couple of days and I also haven’t updated my public journal in a couple of days. So I wonder if her absence is because she’s not interested in the stories which I have shared, or if she’s just been busy over the long holiday weekend. I’m gonna stop coding stories so I know that whoever shows up on my report visited my journal.

Found this really nice 2005 place that’s incredibly cheap for a house that young in a tiny park that doesn’t seem to allow motorcycles. The only negative is that it’s right by the pool. There is a utility shed between the house and pool but since it’s not very wide, it wouldn’t block any loud laughter or visiting brats.

It’s in Ormond Beach which seems to be a nice place as it has everything we could need. 

I told Tom I hope the manager isn’t like Joy or Stacey wherever we end up, but as he pointed out, they likely will be. Certain people get into those types of jobs for the same reason most cops become cops…because they’re control freaks who need to feel powerful and all that shit.

That’s the only thing that sucks about going to a park. We couldn’t complain to management if God forbid we had a problem with anyone since they’d just spite us for it. But then sometimes it really is better to take care of your problems on your own and not have others do it for you as I still think we should have in the past.

Since he and I have known each other, we’ve only flown four times. To Laughlin once, Florida twice, and Hawaii once. This may be our last flight since we don’t need to fly to where the ships are for cruising unless we go on a helicopter.

Had a dream I lived in a neighborhood somewhere along with Marie and a couple of other Valleyhead “sisters.” Tom and I were really busy gathering stuff for the bulk pickup and doing some heavy cleaning as well. One of the sisters (Marsha C?) approached me and asked if she could talk to me. Because I was busy I asked how long it would take.

“Well, more than 3 minutes,” she said.

I said, “Alright, I can always make time for a sister. What’s up?”

“The baby,” she said looking at me disdainfully along with Marie and someone else.

I quickly became both irritated and frustrated to be confronted about something I said to another sister about a baby that was perceived as negative as if I was discouraging someone from having one or something like that. Wishing I told her it had to wait, I simply said, “Look, I can’t undo what I said, and besides, don’t we all have a right to our opinion?”

Then I looked at Marie and wanted to ask how she went from being totally obsessed with me to always ignoring me.

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