Just when I thought the lack of hunger might not be connected to the Claritin after all, I’m back to being how I usually am since I started taking it; not that hungry. I’ve only had about 5 hungry days since starting the stuff 2 weeks ago which isn’t too bad. I’m still 123 pounds, and as is always the case since getting older, my body tries to defend itself against weight loss by not shitting as much, so I don’t expect to lose much more. Just save us money.

Amazingly, it got up to 53º the other day. It hadn’t gotten much above freezing in weeks. We’ve had snow sitting out there for weeks, too. For the first time in weeks, I could sleep with my heater on low and not have it run continuously. Before I had to have it on medium and running all the time.

For the last couple of days, the water was barely lukewarm. Tom went out and found a pipe had burst, so he got a clamp and fixed it. It only costs $2. If it cost $10 or more I’d want to deduct it from the rent since it’s not our water tank.

Sometimes my oil would boil to the point where it would splatter all over the place. I think I figured out why and that’s that if I water it down too much, it becomes thinner since water is thinner than oil. This means it can get hotter and so it boils over.

I started having what may be visions of wherever we’re moving to which I strongly sense will be here in Oregon. That’s something I certainly have mixed emotions about. I may not hate Oregon as much as I used to, but it still gets mighty cold and snowy here, and any place that does that has an automatic spot on my hate list. I see a dark green house with shingles. I can’t tell where it is, how big it is or what’s around it. I do get the feeling it’s not as choked by other yards and driveways, though, so that’s good unless it’s just pure wishful thinking. I’m not sure if it has white or black shutters because the vision kept flickering back and forth between the two, but some of the windows could have cross panes. The numbers 5, 2 & 3 come to mind. The driveway is to the right and there’s a separate structure that may be dark red towards the back left side. I don’t know if it’s a shed, a garage or a barn. I can’t tell if there’s a cellar, but there may be a screened back porch.

It’s funny when I consider that while I may live in a tilted shoebox of a dump in the city, my life is the best it’s ever been.