Tom emailed me from work saying I got two letters from Mary. All loaded with favors, I’m sure. Hopefully, she’ll also have a narrower time frame of when she’ll be leaving for Florida.

The most astonishing news is that PG actually did refund our money! Wow, huh? See, I should’ve talked to them myself a lot sooner. Tom’s simply too nice sounding. Guess I really can sound more persuasive than I’ve given myself credit for in the past!

On his way to work, he stopped at Mom’s for our Christmas presents. As usual, it’s mostly stuff we don’t want/need, though it’s the thought that counts. He says we got a candle, a blanket mom made, a fryer and some calendars, stuff we have plenty of. However, we did get something we do want/need and that we don’t have plenty of and that’s the money we usually get - $100 each. There are even some things Mary made (I didn’t know she was the crafty type) and he says I have a couple of gifts to open, presumably one from Mom and the other from Mary and Dave. I wonder if any are dolls.

I may not see the stuff before Tom gets in, but I probably will. I got up at 3 PM and he should be in by 7 AM.

He got a couple more things from coworkers. He got a $20 certificate for Fry’s Electronics and a $20 certificate for Home Depot. We could use both. Lastly, he got a 12-pack of soda which he’s keeping at work.

Tonight I have to agree with those who consider rodents to be pests! They don’t want to know their cage exists once it’s dark. I really do love them, though. They just love to climb on me. I couldn’t keep them off me if I wanted to. Oreo’s between Sneezy and all the other rats that weren’t mean or crazy; he comes out of the cage, but won’t venture further than a few feet. He always hangs right by or on me and if I move he follows, though not too far. Like I said, he likes to stay close to home.

I wonder what Scot does on those fifth Fridays of those months that have them? Does he stay in his office or does he see people? He’s never been here on a Friday before, but of course, that could very well change, since Wednesday is going to be the new report day.

Also, the more I think about it, the more I wonder if he really is going to show up here before we see him in Casa Grande because he was talking like we wouldn’t see each other till then. We’ll see, though. I just hope he doesn’t show up 3 times in 5 weeks, cuz if he does, God’s going to make sure I’m home and more than likely sound asleep at least one of those times.

I sent my final piece of mail to “chickenmax.” With Webshot’s postcards, the person you’re sending it to doesn’t know if you ask to be notified of when the card was picked up, so I sent a blank card, and sure enough, it was never retrieved. See, I know it’s them. If it wasn’t, they’d either block me out, change their address or tell me they didn’t know who the hell I was. They wouldn’t just ignore me. I’d think that the only way one wouldn’t do any of these 3 things would be only if they were curious about reading the mail, but like I said, they didn’t pick up the card.