Loverboy’s here and now they’re driving me nuts with the bass, so I’ve got my stereo on to mask it. With my music on, I only hear it when I’m in the living room/kitchen. I think it’s time I ran into Beverly in the backyard. Tom thinks the hypocrite does have her music in the bedroom, cuz when he put his ear to the wall, he heard only bass and nothing more. Well, I stuck my head out the back door and didn’t hear anything coming from the bedroom. Either way, I don’t need to hear this once or twice a week for the next 5 or more months. It’s very annoying, and she did say to let her know if she bothers me, so I will when I happen to be up and about when I see/hear her going out back. She actually put her music on before Romeo’s arrival. It’s just that if I say nothing, she’ll probably assume we can’t hear it and therefore, she’ll do it more often. Tom agrees it’s annoying enough to complain now, but that we shouldn’t jump the gun. In other words, let’s let it get a little worse before we complain. Besides, we’ve probably done a few things ourselves that have gotten on her nerves, like with my running around when I’m being chased by the rat, or when we accidentally drop or slam something.

I think I see Loverboy leaving now, judging by the beam of headlights I just saw. It’s hard to tell because these windows always get so foggy. Especially after showers or when I wash dishes, and it takes it a while to dissipate.

We just put the turkey in the oven to cook for 5 hours after he gutted it.

Later…

Bev shut up after an hour. After the fact I’m like, okay, that wasn’t that bad. It’s during the bass concert that I want to hurl myself through the dividing wall and strangle her. Still, I think she’ll keep this up on a regular basis and that we’ll probably have to have a little heart-to-heart. Some people really practice what they preach!

Here I was bitching about packing and moving, but I can’t wait till the day we pack and move back to the sticks. Nobody in the city can keep their shit to themselves. Always gotta hear their music, their company, their animals, their kids, etc.

My first thought was to say nothing to her no matter how noisy she got, figuring the noise would make me all the more motivated to find a way out of here and back to the sticks come what May, but I’m motivated enough. Yes, even if it was dead quiet here throughout the rest of this current city sentence, I don’t need any inspiration or motivation to get out of here.

We don’t want to get the backup vehicle till we’re about to move since we really have no room for it here. If we had it here, we’d have to keep one vehicle parked in the driveway all the time, so it’s really best to wait till we can drive it straight out there.

Tom ran some software on my computer and found some viruses that appear to have slowed me down and interfered with my graphics lately. He also swapped channels on my music computer, because one side started going out on me. We need to find out which wire it is, and that’s the best way to diagnose it.

Tom did a good job on the turkey. Some parts came out a little tough and dry, but we’re not big on turkey anyway. The rat sure was. Just like a little dog, he was begging up a storm.