Tom’s back at work now. We put the weather stripping on the door yesterday, but I have my doubts about it preventing it from leaking. The door was just meant to leak cuz leaks are us. No matter where we are something has to leak.

He’s going to email me later to let me know if the form arrived. Because we already splurged on things, the money will all have to go to bills once we finally get it.

In a few months, the Bowflex payments will stop, and of course, there are 10 more freeloader bills.

Soon we’ll be selling more stocks. That’s free money, by the way, and that helps balance out some of our losses. After losing money to bullshit contractors, the freeloaders, etc, it’s almost like we’re getting reimbursed for it, though nothing can ever pay us back or make up for the 6 months of freedom I lost or the sheer hell and mental anguish of the past 7 years. You just can’t put a price on anger, depression, stress, degradation and lost sleep.

I downloaded a bunch of new fonts earlier and will be showing Mary some samples.