The check has been deposited. Upon meeting Stephen, Mr. Acre, I can say that yeah, he’s definitely trustworthy. I could sense it, and like I said, God wouldn’t put a perp in such easy reach like that. You know He’s always got to protect them or make sure they have too great a hold on me for me to fight back in any way. I think the check will be good and that we’ll get the money because He also wouldn’t let us get rich either.

No pool partying yesterday that I know of, but a couple of people were sitting out front on our way back from the store, which we walked to after Stephen took us to his bank. Of course they couldn’t sit on their deck, though the deck door was wide open. Anyway, I expect a ruckus over the weekend, but if all goes well, we should be on our way out of here soon and into poverty while Doe and Art get to be worth even more. That is, while we listen to neighbors who are even noisier they get to live in peace.

Again, why did the bastard above single us out like this???

So now we have 3 steps left towards getting out of here. We have to bring the truck to life, then hope he can get a job and a place lined up for us. Since I’m sure the last two things won’t happen, it’s not only back to being God’s little bums again, but back to having roommates in an apartment building or complex. Funny how each time we’re in a house, it’s for shorter and shorter periods of time. Makes me wonder why I even bother hoping for a house with a God so hell-bent on us playing house with others. I wish I could adapt to apartment life! Think of all the money we’d save, the security we’d have!

My poor baby’s tumor is getting bigger, but she’s still functioning well. She pretty much has free rein of the house when I’m up and Tom’s at work. She spends most of the day sleeping in his room, curled up in the comforter, going home periodically for food, drinks and potty calls. Then she takes some food back into bed with her.

I contacted the tea seller. She asked if I wanted to give it more time to arrive, or if I’d prefer a refund. I said I’d like to give it till Friday, then have her send another box rather than refund me. She said that’d be fine. Tom thinks it’ll show up, but I’m wondering if they didn’t give it to the animals next door.