I rode today and yesterday and never got those killer cramps, thank God, so I guess making sure I guzzle tons of water beforehand really is the answer. I’m up a couple of pounds, though, to 123 because I’ve been getting carried away.

The doll is doing worse this time around with just 11 views and 1 watcher. Maybe I won’t relist her if she doesn’t sell this time either. It may be only 15 cents, but why do something just to fail? Bad economy or not, it’s a hell of a deal, so that tells me all the more that something’s out to get us financially. Guess we’ve got to be compensated for the years we had money.

I’m way shocked, but pleased to say that we never did hear or see the freeloaders’ dogs over the weekend or yesterday. Maybe they really did get loose by accident. Still seems too good to be true, though.

Another day with my always home, always here hubby. I love the hell out of the guy and we haven’t fought in a million years, but still, everybody needs some space every once in a while, and I’ve always been one to prefer alone time more than most people. Being in places like Brattleboro, Valleyhead and jail does that to you.

I can totally see how I would’ve gone crazy with a kid before it was in school. No matter how much I may’ve loved that kid, never having a moment to myself would’ve really sucked. No matter how loving or doting one may be towards their kids, everybody needs time to themselves every now and then.

I feel I get more space when he’s asleep, but when I’m asleep when he’s also asleep, it doesn’t seem that way as much. It may not be anything like Brattleboro, Valleyhead, and jail since we can go outside anytime we want and I’m with one person I love who loves me, instead of dozens of others that are practically strangers, but I still miss having the house to myself at times. It makes cleaning and using the net easier, too. Instead, I get up, he’s there. I eat, he’s there. I do my online work, he’s there. I shower, he’s there. I work out, he’s there. I listen to music, he’s there. I clean, he’s there.

I’m also sick of nothing happening month after month, though I would rather nothing happen than bad things happen.