Of the dolls I was willing to sell, Carmencita’s no longer one of them. This is the Brazilian doll that I got from PG that came in an ill-fitting frosty white bikini with decorative accents. Well, I gave her an incredible makeover last night! If someone had shown me a picture of her in the gown I created for her with no pattern or help from anyone or anything whatsoever and told me I’d be the one to design and sew this dress, I never would’ve believed it! I made it from the green, sequined material from that shirt I got from that lady at the Maricopa swap meet for $5. The one I was going to use on the mannequin I’ll obviously never get.

Anyway, they surprised me today by letting me sleep till 5:00. Tom said it was quiet all day. Bev’s boyfriend was over at some point, then Bev left for a little while, too.

We did laundry and it was pleasantly dead. Just one other woman was in there. We did everything, and I mean literally everything. Comforters, pillows, potholders, etc.

I browsed through The Nickel while I was there and found another work-at-home ad. Tom insists they’re not all scams, and so long as you’re not trying to start a home-based business, it shouldn’t cost anything. Maybe I’ll check into it sometime, but I don’t know. It’s just that – well – if I were meant to make money and we were meant to have two incomes, why haven’t we yet?

Tom located several viruses that got into my computer that were screwing things up. Some were what’s called worms, and others were what’s known as Trojan horse viruses where people create disruptive programs that they hide inside of other programs which could be JPG files, DOC files, MP3s - anything. When you download stuff from the net is how they get in, so he installed firewall/anti-virus protection software.

Also, I could’ve killed that damn rat earlier. I couldn’t get online, and after investigating, Tom found that the little beast had chewed the wire that connects the computers to the net. Thanks to him for being a genius, he spliced and soldered the damage. Why oh why must rodents be so destructive?

Later…

Another quiet day so far. I slept till 6 PM. Tom said he thought he heard something, but by the time he took off his headphones, he couldn’t tell what it was or where it came from. She’ll do something this weekend, I’m sure. That’s the trend she seems to be on, and I’m sure the company she “rarely” has will visit, too.

I wonder why these two duplexes are laid out so differently. They may have garages between their places next door, or between most of it anyway, but they have no patios in back and their place is laid out in a long rectangle. The duplexes here form a U. During the daytime, I can look out the bedroom window that overlooks the patios and see straight through to and across Beverly’s bedroom when she has her blinds open.

My weight’s been holding at a steady 127 pounds and I’m going to just leave it at that. Losing anymore would mean practically starving myself and I don’t want to live like that.