Tom told me some astonishing news on his way to work last night. Both bougainvilleas show signs of life! Both of them! I asked if he was wondering what I was wondering, and he said yes. Did I really do this? If so, that was quite a delayed reaction time, and I know the bougie on the left was dead. It couldn’t have been any more dead if it tried. Again, I have to wonder, do I really have the power to heal and make ill as I do with the ability to sense past and future events? It sure seems so and this is one of the reasons that makes me all the more convinced that what I had going with the pictures really was real.

Guess I got a concentration date with a couple of dead tulip trees, I told Tom. Those, along with the lavender bush, show no signs of life yet so I’m concentrating really hard on those.

When we go to the store on Wednesday, I’m going to get 8 oleanders. I decided I want to get the crucial areas going, and I plan to put one in front of the well’s tank and the others along the back wash by the others. Then, if the Sharons really do make it, we’ll order some next year to expand the property splitter with, along with finishing the perimeter borders. We’ll probably use the money for this that we would’ve spent on the Hawaiian attire. Yes, the wedding, as I’m happy to report, has been called off. I’m glad, too. I’m a lot less sociable than I was curious. I don’t know these people and all I really need is my best friend Mary as far as friends go. This doesn’t mean that they won’t put it back on schedule or reschedule it at a later date, but we’ll see. Maybe Meagan will meet and marry someone else.

Anyway, there’s this young shy guy at work whose brother was killed in a motorcycle accident so he’s been absent. Tom feels he’s going to return, but I don’t vibe it. So far, I’ve been right too, cuz he seems to keep coming up with all these different excuses to call out of work or just not show up at all.

I am so through with the diet bullshit. Totally through with it. It’s a hopeless battle. I’ve tried to use my psychic ability as well as common sense and I just can’t get any more weight off. Yesterday I went right back up to 125, too. I’m just sick of the whole thing. I’ll make sure I don’t gain any more weight, but I’m sick of trying to lose weight I can’t lose. Either I get stuck or I lose the willpower and I pig out. I’m a chubby girl and that’s that.

Mary got a message from Chuck saying he can’t believe that Eileen was picked up, please let him know what she can about what, when, and where and he can go after her and her husband. He hopes she can settle in and continue with her book. He also hopes the conditions in Florida are better than Arizona. If she needs his assistance on the case in Florida, let him know. He could probably get out there for a bit this summer, and is there any word on when Justin’s trial will be set?

Just 196 days left with the welfare bums! There are only about 100 days left where Scot, or some PO, could come to the house, but I doubt I’ll let them in simply because it’s not necessary. I already resigned myself to the knowledge that we’re at least done with the welfare bums on the home front and I’d like to keep it that way. Well, the only way to keep it that way is to make it that way which means ignoring the door if anyone comes knocking. I don’t like uninvited company anyway.

I just hope there aren’t any more surprises in store for me. I’m no longer worried about classes, but there are still tests and God knows what else. I don’t sense them pulling anything else on me, but I’m not home free yet. In the home stretch, but not home-free.

It’s cooler and cloudy out there today. I doubt we’ll need the AC today.