For a few minutes or so late last night, I could hear some nauseating classical music coming from what I’m pretty sure was next door’s living room or lanai. I wonder if their music is going to replace the TV that I would hear from the guy who used to live across from us at the old place. I swear I already can’t wait for these two snowbirds to get out of here! But I’ll take the music over the motorcycle any day. I would prefer not to have any sounds to have to mask but sounds I can mask are a lot more tolerable than those I can’t.

No thunder or motorcycles to have to sleep through last time around, but it was quite noisy, according to Tom. I never would have known what went on without him telling me about it. He heard a bunch of car doors and commotion and was wondering what the hell was going on when he remembered the yard sale. We thought that was to be at the clubhouse, but nope. If you had stuff you wanted to sell, you simply put it out in front of your place.

Toni nor the Canadians had anything out. He walked through the park but didn’t find anything interesting. He said someone was selling their paintings and that gave me the idea to try my diamond paintings next time around. I guess they’re having another one in February.

He talked to an old guy on oxygen that’s been here for 40 years that says this is the best park and area to be in because it’s 19 feet above sea level which eliminates the threat of flooding. Also, the water in this area is so shallow that it forces hurricane storms northerly. That explains why I could see so many wooden poles as far as the eye could see when we were at the first beach we went to. I knew the water had to be pretty shallow to extend that far out into the sea.

Also, someone was hammering on and off for an hour to an hour and a half.

I still don’t see how we’re going to get the windows/bed soundproofed enough to keep me asleep through the motorcycle and the storms. He said he’ll keep tweaking it as needed. As soon as the motorcycle blasts off when I’m sleeping, that will give us an idea of how well the windows are blocking sound. I’m guessing there’s a good chance that might be tomorrow. It’s to be chilly at 66 degrees, but it’s Sunday and it will be sunny. Today it rained hard for a little while. Not that I’m complaining, but they’re out so much that I’m beginning to think at least one of them works. The money for two places has to come from somewhere. Unless you win or inherit money, it takes a lot of money to maintain two places.

It just pisses me off because I wanted a more traditional and “normal-looking” place. Well, the doghouse is anything but normal. So much for my dreams and hopes of only needing to sleep with soft nature sounds playing in the background when we moved. The days of that or being able to get by with just a box fan are long over. Not in a wooden house that’s this close to others. I really didn’t want to have to blast a variety of sounds to help me sleep, but if that’s what I have to do, so be it. As long as it works! I’m still going to try to force myself to stay on days for as long as I can. Either way, I still can’t believe we can ever get this thing soundproof enough to be our defense against such ferociously loud sounds as motorcycles and thunder. I just don’t see it happening.

It’s tough because even if we could afford land somewhere, I don’t want to give up the warm weather and I know he would prefer to stay in an adult community. Land comes with responsibilities that he doesn’t have to deal with here and modern conveniences like getting groceries delivered. Plus, he would have to give up a lot of his stuff.

I think it’s time to accept that I’m just going to be sleep-cursed much of the time no matter where we live, just like I’m never going to lose weight and have two normal ears or anything like that, and just take what sleep I can get. Unless they change their habits, they’re not going to use the motorcycle every single day, and it doesn’t thunder really loud every single day either.

I created a third rep. She’s black and her name is Jill. So now I have Mia who’s Italian, Stephanie with her blue eyes and pink hair, and Jill.