I squatted when signing in and having my picture taken and made the boxer a lot shorter on Thrill of the Fight but didn’t notice any difference in his fighting ability. I won as usual, but he still managed to give me some pretty fierce punches along the way. Goes to show yet again that it’s all about temperament. There is a big difference between playing around and being in an adrenaline-fueled rage or having your life on the line. I doubt I could play box the cock across the street. But if he hurt Tom, burned our house down, or caused one of us to lose our freedom and thousands of dollars, I would definitely not want to be him.

Love the new necklaces and bracelets! They’re prettier and easier to open to place drops of oil onto the colored felt discs than I thought they’d be. I like how the necklaces are long enough that I can just slip them over my head. I also like how the bracelets are adjustable. I’ll have to make a list of which colors have which scents, so I don’t mix them up. So today, depending on energy levels, we’ll go out with my “peppermint” jewelry.

We may be going to a beach just a few minutes away. There’s no real beach or any place to do much swimming there but that’s not the point. The point is to get me out of the house and into the sunlight. I don’t know why it’s come to be, but nights are definitely not putting me in the best of moods. Besides the medication and the lady hormones, there definitely seems to be a connection.

I’m now getting up in the evening. I don’t like to go to the beach if I’ve woken up before about 3:00 AM because then I’m in for quite a long day. I expect my schedule to be there in a few days, so I’m going to stop writing so I save enough writing material for the drive. Without road material, it would be kind of boring just sitting there. We’ve decided it’s best to leave at about 9:00 and then head back home around lunchtime so that we beat the afternoon crowd. If we don’t go until I’m getting up at 3:00 or later, then I have a few hours to unwind at the end of the day and do other things.

Whoa! Big-time heavy rain coming down. Couldn’t hear my show very well over it. At the part where a boy throws himself out of his treehouse and breaks his arm. I could have really used a Dr. Charles way back when instead of a Donna A and her evil sister Margaret M along with Barbara D making me feel like a criminal and reminding me that what I did “caused nightmares” for the other students. Not that I may have been going through a nightmare of my own to cause me to jump in the first place, you know?