No one’s bid on the Barbie trio yet, but if they don’t, it won’t be any big deal. I can just throw them toward my next lot.

Maria still has one bid, but Amelia’s got 4. She’s at $15 which means I’ll get back at least half the money I spent on her, minus shipping. She is a Victorian doll and while I may not dig Victorian, it’s the most popular theme there is amongst dolls. Meanwhile, I’ve only got a sixth back so far of Maria’s cost.

Tom called the owner of the land we want. His name is Michael L. He’s sending us contracts to sign and return along with the down payment. It’s $133 a month for 12 years, or, if you pay the $10,000 off earlier, you get a 10% discount.

Because it’s on a humongous mountain, he says cell phones work great there. This was nice to know. It’s also 1500’ from power lines which to me seems a bit close. It seems like it could gradually creep out to us, inviting others to move into the area, but I’m not stupid. I know all God has to do is find people who are willing to go solar just like we are and plop them right down next to us so it doesn’t matter where the power lines are.

We decided we might save time and money if we go with 3 small 1-story domes, rather than a large 2-story or 3-story dome. We can still have a loft in one of them. He thinks he can get a 400’ square foot dome up in about 6 months, but either way, I am not looking forward to living in the RV with him or in such a small place until we get the money to branch out. I simply hate sharing a bed. Always have, always will. I hate fighting with covers, being rolled over on, and left with barely half a foot of space on my side. And of course there’s the fact that I’m the lightest sleeper in the world. The slightest sound or movement and I wake up. I don’t see how I could ever adapt to this, either.

I don’t want to get it on with him either, though I’m not worried about that becoming an issue. Guys like this don’t suddenly up and get all horny. I just want us to continue to be the friends we have been. I love him and he loves me and that’s all that matters. I can share offices, living rooms, etc., I just don’t want to share bedrooms.

A guy came by today to tell us that come the middle of next week he’s going to install the giant water tank that’ll be backup storage for all the houses. Good. That way when the well craps out again they’ll have 1000 gallons of water.

This ought to show how much Maricopa’s grown; I could hear music thumping from somewhere from 2 AM till almost 4 AM. That’s the first time I’ve heard music that long at those hours.

Tom says they’re getting ready to put something up between next door and the new houses. They have the area staked out. I’m still amazed no houses came in front of us since we’ve been here. More so than I am over the fact that George hasn’t put the fourth rental in.