Yesterday I could hear sirens off on the highway in back when I was in the bathroom by the open window. Tom couldn’t hear it in the living room since no windows were open in there. I first heard them when I stepped out of the shower, but every time I’d go in to pee afterward I’d hear sirens. I told Tom something big must be going on nearby, but like I said, he couldn’t hear anything from where he was.

Then today, he said he was reading about the fires they’ve been having down in L.A. when they mentioned the Auburn fire. According to what Tom read, there was a huge fire just 5 miles away that burned about 60 homes/businesses. The wind was causing the fire to jump from rooftop to rooftop. I’m just glad the wind was blowing in the other direction cuz it could’ve gotten us! We’re on a hillside that would block some of it, but it still could’ve conceivably gotten us, so something was looking out for us for once.

Three times is the charm, Tom said one day when I was upset over losing the Arizona land/house, then the Oregon land. I’d never heard that saying before, but the point he was making is that the next house will be it, though I still have to see a “next” house to believe it.

Three times was the charm in my parents’ case. After all, it took them three kids before they finally got one that turned out normal.

Mary should be free now, enjoying all the door-slamming in whatever hotel she’s in! Welcome back to the real world, sister!