Yay, I get to have the place to myself for a few hours later on when Tom goes into Roseville. No matter how much I may like you and get along with you, I like my space every now and then. In fact, I probably value solitude more than most people do. Guess it’s just the writer in me. I’d get lonely if too many hours passed by without seeing people, but I still like to have uninterrupted time alone as well. It also makes things like cleaning and rearranging easier when he’s not always in the way.

Speaking of rearranging, I pulled some sheets from the cabinet above the toilet which ended up slipping out of my hand and falling into the toilet, LOL, so I guess I should rearrange in there a bit. I’ve been meaning to for some time now anyway.

I still can’t decide if I want to empty this journal out and start anew or even if I still want to put old journals on Blogger. They weren’t meant for “live” viewing and weren’t written with that in mind. I’m still going to go through them for typos, but it’s just so much work having to change or drop last names and shit like that, so we’ll see.

Paul sent me a satellite image of his house in the UK. He’s too close to other houses, in my opinion, but the houses and neighborhood look very nice. It’s very green there too, like New England.

This place would be heaven if it weren’t for the hours and hours of barking. Too small, but definitely peaceful. I just hope it stops next month like it has in the past.

I submitted another clip to the erotica site with my journal link incorporated into it, but don’t know if it will get accepted because of the link. I should know in a couple of weeks.