“Kareem Abdul-Jabbar’s son sentenced to 180 days in jail for stabbing neighbor,” says one of today’s headlines.

Wow. So something you supposedly write to a neighbor is worth 6 more days than actually harming someone, right?

Written last night:

I’m so tired that I don’t think I’ll edit and post this tonight but I’ll get it drafted. That’s because I got my first wake-up call from the motorcycle. I’m so fucking pissed! I could kick myself for coming to Florida thinking I could miraculously sleep through storms and that we wouldn’t get stuck with a motorcycle so close to us. What the hell was I thinking?! I can’t believe I’m still fighting for my sleep all these years later and in yet another adult community of all places. If anything, the adult communities have been the worst. In some ways, the storms and motorcycles pose more of a threat to my sleep than in the last place.

So here’s the deal. Little by little he’s making improvements to the doghouse. Today he added soundproofing underneath the mattress and sealed up gaps in the panels on top until he ran out of tape. More tape is coming tomorrow. He also stuffed foam boards with soundproofing material glued to them in the windows. Most sound does come through windows but it’s like these walls and floors are made of cardboard just like the other place. Wooden walls suck shit compared to brick walls.

Next, we have to seal all the gaps and add the door to the doghouse. For that, we’re going to use the track that the old vertical blinds are on in the living room (and replace them with new ones) but instead of the plastic strips, of course, there will be strips of soundproofing so I could just push through when getting in and out.

Sleeping with the dehumidifier yesterday did me no good so I’m going to try a different nature sound. I’ve been using a combination of box fan and rain but I think I’m just gonna go with underwater this time and of course, I have the air cleaner going. However, I expect to be woken up tomorrow as well. In fact, I have no faith that despite all the money and work he’s done that this is going to save me from that fucking motherfucking motorcycle let alone the storms.

I’m so sorry we didn’t get land and skip coming here! Why did warmer weather blind me from having any common sense? Again, I don’t know what I was thinking or why I ever thought I could sleep here. The motorcycles are worse here and of course, there are the storms. However, I don’t think there’s any way we can afford to get land at this point. We couldn’t get nearly enough from this place to afford it as while we could afford the land itself, we couldn’t afford the house, the plumbing, and the electricity. That’s just too much at this point but we could have done it had we not come here. This means our only option is to stay here or jump across to where Jessie is going to be living. Well, I certainly don’t want to stay here because while the house may be cute, it’s still a bit small and I would still like to be near her, so I think our best bet is going to be to hunt for a park that doesn’t allow motorcycles or any type of loud vehicle. It may not be in Edgewater but at least it could be closer to Jessie. We would only need about five or six grand for a deposit. We would pick out a place that would be ours contingent upon this place selling. The thing is that we’re unable to do anything for the rest of the year because this is a horrible time to sell a place as Jessie‘s learning.

So I made a decision. I’ve always felt that something up there has been cursing my sleep because no one is this “unlucky“ when it comes to sleep. But you can’t curse my sleep if I’m the one doing it, can you? Seriously, if my sleep absolutely must be cursed, then I’m going to be the one to take the honors. It’s not gonna be some evil God. It’s not gonna be some fucking helicopter. And it’s not gonna be a fucking motorcycle either. I’m simply going to have to be up in the daytime. There may be no way to get sleep otherwise, especially if that fucker blazes out every single day on that thing.

But that’s the weird thing. He ran the fucking thing for about 30 seconds, gunned the engine, and then turned it off. And Tom‘s denying it at first didn’t help. But that was all it took to wake me up.

Tom said he swore he was just standing at the window watching him wash his truck but I’m pretty sure he started it up when he was under the headphones and he is partially deaf.

Then the cock covered the motorcycle and they were gone for most of the day and didn’t get back until 10 PM. It was 10 AM when they woke me up. I could have used another few hours of sleep too, so naturally, I’ve been tired all day and unable to work out or do much of anything but bitch, drill, and have the runs due to the stress. I’ve been keeping Jessie posted as well.

This could very well explain why I had a strong vibe about us never doing the floors here.

Anyway, it’s a day world, and like it or not the only way I’m going to get better sleep is to sleep at night. No, I won’t get as much sleep as I need because sometimes I’ll need more sleep than the night before and I can’t always fall asleep earlier, and yes, I’ll be tired. Maybe even more so. But at least it will be at my hand and not some stranger. It would be great to always be available for things in the daytime, tired or not.

I’d like to set the alarm for 6 AM. I’ve got to get up then no matter how I feel and I absolutely cannot take naps. At 8 PM, I must lie in bed and listen to my audiobook and then it’s lights out by 10 PM. No matter what, I cannot get back out of bed unless it’s to pee until the alarm goes off. Maybe - just maybe - my body will eventually get used to the rhythm and adapt. It’ll be a week or so before I begin.

Even in grade school, I had issues falling asleep and woke up utterly exhausted. But once I was out the door, I perked up. OK, so I’m not 10 years old anymore, and sleep deprivation is much harder on me than it used to be but as I said, I may have no choice. If I’m gonna get woken up regularly by motorcycles and other shit and be tired anyway, what’s the difference if I’m tired because an alarm woke me up instead??

Written tonight:

They didn’t wake me up today. Just like yesterday, they spent most of the day out. I could definitely get used to that!

The other Canadians that are next to us have arrived, but they’ve come quietly. They have a dark gray SUV. No trailers or anything that could pull a motorcycle. It’s way too soon, though, to say if they’ll be annoying in other ways.

I slept 9.5 long hours. Could have sworn a bang of some kind woke me up at 10:30 but I fell right back asleep.

I was remembering how I had a loud air cleaner on the headboard shelf of the house we rented in Oregon and how I was able to sleep through most of the loud car stereos. So I did a little checking on Amazon and found a vibration pad that’s used for infants. With Alexa providing the volume and this providing vibration, maybe it will help. I still seriously doubt we’re going to be able to get me to sleep through something so loud that’s so close.

Not sure if I mentioned the blue-tinted window cling we got, but we’re going to put it in the side window that faces the quiet Canadians above the built-in desk. That window gets a lot of sunlight. This will not only reduce that, but in the daytime, you can see out of it while no one can see in.

The rest of the bras came and are very comfortable, so I have a whole new set and have dumped some old ones.