Although I’m noticeably smaller in the lower gut, lower back, and outer thighs, I’m still a heavy 129 pounds. My measurements are a horrendous 38-30-38. Ridiculous for my height. Especially the waist. No one should have a 30” waist no matter what their height is, but oh well. It’s me and I am what I am and I’m not going to deprive myself when I get hungry. From now on I have 1500-2000 calories a day and if that’s too much for a middle-aged 5-footer – tough!

Using the heart rate monitor, I found that bouncing rigorously on the ball does get my heart rate up to my target heart rate zone, so I think I’ll alternate between that and walking. I’ll walk 3 days a week and I’ll bounce 3 days a week, but I’m only doing 20 minutes of each. If I could get results and lose weight from my workouts, then I’d do more, but as long as it’s going to do nothing more than just keep me fit and strong, then that’s all I’m going to do.

I considered another prank for Paula, then said, nah. It’s still a funny one to think of. I poured my KY into an empty rose lotion bottle because the flip-top cap of the bottle it came in broke. I don’t need the KY anymore what with the new tampons I switched to. Well, wouldn’t it just be oh so funny if she thought she was smearing rose lotion all over herself that was really KY? Ha, ha, ha! Mayonnaise would be best, though, because that’d look more like lotion. All the while she was smearing herself with Mayonnaise she’d be trying to figure out why the “jasmine” incense didn’t smell like anything at all.

Speaking of incense, I’m giving her the entire bag of those I don’t like at all and one stick of those I feel are boring and keeping the rest in an empty bag I marked “mixed.” If we have the money for it, her package should ship this week along with my last two stories for Mary. I’ll call and let her know it’s coming, then call back in a week.

I pretty much put the incense into 4 different groups. There’s the outstanding group, the good group, the boring group and the shitty group. I kept the boring ones because we still do get foul odors in here occasionally and I want to have something for when the good stuff runs out and I’m between orders. I still intend to try making my own and mixing and creating my own unique scents, too. But to sell it and get a decent cash flow from it? Uh-uh. God would never let me, though I thought of a clever name for it if we incorporate it into the site we’re setting up: Jodi’s ComIncense.

I decided not to trust Memolink any longer than necessary, so I went and requested the highest Walmart card I’m eligible for and that was the $15 one. It cost 2600 points and I’m at 3162. They “say” they’ll ship it to me in 12-16 weeks, but after not receiving 3 other certificates from various places, plus my $23 check from Netflip, I don’t want to accumulate any more points when it may very well be all for nothing.

I still worry that he’s not only not going to find a decent job, but that we’re going to end up stuck in an 800-square-foot dump on barely an acre of land with people/dogs much too close for my comfort. I still think we’re going to ultimately end up losing this house as much as we’re ready to give it up willingly to get out of the $1000 payments. I’ll miss this house so much, though! Especially when I’m trying to scrub the kitchen floor wherever we are with its pealing, grimy linoleum that I just can’t get the 30 years’ worth of dirt out of, and when I’m scrubbing the oven and missing the self-cleaning one here and having to defrost old freezers. I won’t even begin to mention all the leaks we’ll have to deal with and going back to washing dishes by hand!

Again I have to wonder – did I really get Teddy Bear fired and is that why God let Tom be fired? Did I really cause the black bitch to lose her house and is that why we’re going to lose ours even if we’re ready to go?

But why should I be punished for their mistakes if that’s the case? Shouldn’t they be held accountable for their own actions? God has always punished me for other people’s wrongdoings and protected them when they’ve trampled on me, so I don’t see why he’d stop now.

It’s now been two inhalerless weeks! I’m less tight, too. Makes me wonder if I was unknowingly causing my own tightness as well as congestion by using these inhalers which were supposed to help with that.

Now if only I could cure my allergies, make my uterus shrivel up and go away, refocus my vision, replenish my older skin’s moisture, tighten my skin and melt my fat! For an added touch I’d widen my lips and make them fuller. Oh, and why not add a normal ear on my left side while I’m at it, too?

I’m both surprised and not surprised when Mary wrote that Justin sought her out to marry him and have kids with him because she was naïve to the ways of the world. I’m not surprised he sought her out for being naive, but to have kids with him is a bit shocking. Especially when the sick cock’s always hated kids. In fact, I can’t believe Mary got 3 different guys to impregnate her! I say this because I’m far from the only one with a man who doesn’t want kids. Zillions of guys out there are anti-kid. All you hear from them is how they don’t want the responsibility, they don’t want the expense, they don’t want anything taking their woman’s attention from them that they feel they have to compete with, kids are for the women, etc. The only difference is that most guys don’t go to the extremes Tom has to keep their women from conceiving. Meaning, they still allow themselves to get off. I know Tom has always insisted he did want a kid and that he had no control over his problem, but still, women and men have always fought like crazy over the issue of having kids and they always will. Women and men really do have different tastes for the most part.