So far, not a peep out of Beverly, though I’ve only been up an hour. How I miss owning something that stands independently of other people’s places!!! That is, without the animals a few feet away, of course. This still makes for somewhat stressful living even when it’s quiet because I know the potential for trouble is always there. As long as others can be this close to us, it’s there.

I hate having to be back in time dreading the holidays all over again, but I am. Especially now that we see that Oregon winters aren’t that bad. Particularly during the daytime. I’m sure God will have it be beautiful on Thanksgiving so Bev can take her company out back to get on my nerves, besides having them get on my nerves banging around inside. Oh well. At least it isn’t a holiday every day.

Here’s an odd coincidence I’ve noticed that makes me wonder if it’s really a coincidence. I’ve had neighbors who were home all the time since meeting Tom. I don’t remember the family that was next door to us in Phoenix that moved right after I got there, but the Mormons were always home, as were some of the blacks, as were all 10,000 Mexies and their millions of kids. In Maricopa, the older woman next door was always home and so were the renters in back. Now we’ve got Bev home all the time. I wonder if this means we’ll always be next to people who are always home no matter how many times we move or where.

I lost 3 pounds in the first week of my diet, so now my goal is to lose 3 more by next Monday. I doubt I can do it, so I’ll just hope to get under 125 pounds. I’m 126 now.

I can’t wait till Wednesday so I can go online!