Fatigue, fatigue, fatigue. It’s been horrible lately. I ended up napping for about an hour yesterday and sleeping 9 hours yet I’m still tired. When is it ever going to end? I’m simply gonna have to force myself to work out through the fatigue otherwise I’ll never get any exercise. The worst it could do is make my heart race a bit.

He got two of the bedroom walls done. I feel like the bedroom has been taking forever. Especially since I was stupid enough to have him change course along the way. We really should have soundproofed the room and not the bed. The only thing we did right with the bed was to slip soundproofing underneath the mattress.

We ended up getting two Lullavibes because they lost the first one. The only problem is that I can’t run it for as long as I want. There’s a 30-minute limit.

Sometimes it almost sounds like we’re in a regular neighborhood when we can hear the brats across the street screaming. I just hope they’re not gonna be here till the end of the year, but Tom doesn’t think that’s possible. So if they’re visiting for Thanksgiving, does that mean that the couple that lives there is going to go visit them for Christmas? That would be nice. I still wonder if the lack of motorcycle is only because of the visitors.

A woman named Shannon M left a message on a comment I left on Maria’s wall asking if I was in Lennox as a teenager. I recognized the name right away and knew she was a fellow “sister.” She said I was always the creative one with such beautiful long hair.

As for the termites, there’s no indication that any of them got the message. My name wouldn’t jump out at them if they did check their message requests because once you delete an account, it just says “Facebook user.”