If the warming trend brought Crystal and her mom outside, I didn’t know it. I slept long and well. However, the mid-60s isn’t all that warm. It’s when we get up into the 80s that things may change around here. Bev was hanging clothes as I was falling asleep, but she never wakes me up. Strangely enough, her door, which is attached to our place, never wakes me. I guess it’s all in the angle and positioning of the doors around here that makes the difference.

Not that it really matters much, but if I had the window on Crystal’s side open during the summer, they couldn’t see in here if they were out there. The bedroom windows aren’t as low as the others, for one, and also, because we’re on a hill, the window is even with their roof. Shasta Way isn’t quite as steep of a hill as the street where the triplex was, but it’s steep enough. When I look out front at the white house on the corner versus the yellow house on the other corner, the floor of the white house is even with the roof of the yellow house.

This morning we’re going to go to a bookstore just to get me out for a while. Besides, I only have one book left that I’m halfway through, so I could use more. Although my vibes say we may be in this town another two years, I agreed with Tom to take just a few of the more expensive books I’ve read to trade in with, rather than all the books I’ve got.

I’ve been in a creative, fix-it kind of mood, so I sewed on snaps that had loosened or fallen off of some of the doll’s clothing and things like that. I don’t mind sewing by hand since machines are so unreliable with threads and needles always breaking. I just wish I had my old eyesight back!

We’re going to download some patterns online so I can use some of my material for making new clothes for the Tonner dolls. Most of my material is from the queen, though, so it’s old-fashioned and boring.

Maybe Tom can help me with that arm of Jade’s that’s too long. I think I can make an incision in the cloth, pull out some batting, then have him snap the armature in half, pluck out a bead, then scrunch the arm back together much like they did with mine.