I first awoke at 3 PM yesterday afternoon at 133.2 lbs., then ended up taking a 2-hour nap which I just awoke from after taking a Benadryl. I wasn’t sneezing non-stop like a couple of weeks ago, but I had the sniffles and was sneezing a little, so I took one.

Still no snow, but lots of rain.

The radio ended up selling for $63, a little more than we expected, but not enough to start the program, which would take just $50, so Tom says. Either way, it’s a bust until and if I ever see differently. I gotta assume that to think the best and to get my hopes up would be more of a letdown if it didn’t work out.

Anyway, the radio really made up for the Barbies only selling for a buck. In fact, used Barbies have been doing so lousy on eBay that I’ve decided not to launch the 11-lot. Instead, I threw 4 dolls from that lot into this one going to Indiana tomorrow (which was all I could fit in the box), so the little girl getting it will be surprised with 14 dolls and not 10. Only half will be Barbies, the rest will be friends of hers. The radio’s just gonna drop down to SoCal.

We’re scheduled for a propane delivery tomorrow, but they never come the day they’re scheduled. Tom will wait and wait and wait, then he’ll call to be told they had an emergency, and then they’ll come tomorrow.

I ended up jittery and queasy yesterday due to all the caffeine I stupidly had. My heart was racing and I felt nauseous to the point of having to lie down for a while.

The Noni juice I won tastes a bit nasty and I haven’t felt any magical effects from it yet. I can’t believe there’s such a thing in this world as a $42 bottle of juice, even if you only drink an ounce a day and it’s a 33-oz. bottle!

Later…

It rained long, hard and steady last night and most of today. We even had some hail at one point. I love listening to the sound of the rain and wish it would rain more often to keep the dogs quiet. Jesse apparently did return to work, so that’s the only reason it was quiet. Once it clears off I’m sure they’ll be back to barking on and off all day until I get fed up enough to talk to him and remind him that I’m still down here having to deal with it while he’s gone.

What sucks is that we may actually get down into the 20s tomorrow night – ugh!

Jessie replied to my message saying, “I’m good, just home with a cold. I wonder why you had that dream. That’s scary.”

As I reminded her, it doesn’t mean she’ll fall through any ice and drown, but with my accuracy rate, it could very well be a sign of trouble ahead, so she should watch her back.

For the first time ever the propane guy came the day he was supposed to and fortunately I didn’t get shorted too much sleep. Just an hour or two. But since we’re at our coldest, we’ll probably need him to come back in just 4 weeks or less.

Meanwhile, if things don’t improve for us financially real soon or I can’t have insurance, I’m going to numb my gums and pull my own teeth!