If we ever have any real money – and I mean serious money so we wouldn’t have to worry about a repeat of the last move’s nightmare – then I want out of NorCal. I’m sick of the 30-40-degree fluctuations between night and day. It’s to be a beautiful 81º today, yet we got all the way down to 46º come early this morning! I’m sick of freezing at night and being warm during the day. I want to be warm all the time. It still beats Massachusetts and Oregon, but it’s still too cold too much of the time for my tastes.

Once it got over 55º I went out for my run. Those flowers I thought were bluebells might actually be lupine. In fact, I’m pretty sure they are.

The helicopters were really annoying yesterday for about 4 hours. Even Tom’s getting sick of the constant going back and forth right over our heads. They’re really doing a good job of making up for the stereos. I just wish they’d hurry the fuck up and finish what they’re doing even though I know they’ll be replaced with something else since Tom and Jodi aren’t allowed to live in peace! They worked on the tower just over the summit yesterday, and of course they just gotta fly over our place to get to it and who knows how many other towers until the job is done.