I told Tammy the drama queen I accidentally deleted her message before I could read much of it, but remember something about Becky and masters and management, said congrats to her, I was busy and would get back to her some other time. Hopefully, she’ll get the hint – I’m not interested!

I would never do this, of course, but it sure is a funny thought as far as telling Tammy I made her into a character in my book to maybe trick her into buying a copy if it makes it to Amazon.

Nane sent me a hug and Maliheh said to keep on going with the story, she has a good feeling about it. Hope she’s right!

Christine said she hopes I feel better (after I bitched about my allergies on Facebook) and that she’ll send me a note tomorrow.

I deactivated my account on a few other sites after complaining that Molly kept harassing me no matter how hard I tried to block her and gave them all her profile links that I was aware of. It may take a while before they shut the accounts down, but I realize that despite whatever action others may be taking against her in hopes of getting her to leave them alone, nothing’s going to change unless I contact her local law enforcement agency. I think that being so distrustful of cops after what happened to me is part of why I’ve been stalling. But maybe if I have them go out and talk to her it will scare her off if only for a while. I’ve shut down most of the accounts I don’t need or use much anyway, but what else can I do to finally shake free of her? Dump every single account I’m registered at and reopen them in bogus names? I don’t think so! The last thing I care to do is sign up anywhere under false pretenses because then I wouldn’t be being myself. I don’t want to have to run and hide, but I can’t use these sites freely either and do things like post a link to my book if it makes it to Amazon. She’ll only contact me there, too. Damn the review thing! If only they didn’t have that!

I joined a site called Booksie and threw on some stuff I don’t intend to try to sell. They have a place there for you to post your link if you have a book for sale on Amazon. Hopefully, the crazy troll will never find it. I’m amazed at how many views I’ve gotten there. WAY more than my blog gets!

Last night’s dreams have me curious. They left me feeling excited and hopeful too, even though they shouldn’t have left me feeling anything but nervous. By themselves, they may not mean anything. But after adding up all the dreams I’ve been having of this nature lately, it makes me think change is in the air. I just hope it’s in a good way! Two of them were actually kind of disturbing as they appeared to be in apartments – ugh! One of them seemed like it was in a seedy neighborhood. I stepped out back of what appeared to be an upper-story apartment and saw that it was raining. In another one, I seemed to be in a ground-floor apartment. I was working on my PC when I sat back and looked up into the window of a second-floor apartment in a building that was just a few feet away and saw part of a ceiling fan.

The one that was most interesting was us on the road with the car jam-packed with our stuff. The weather was very hot. We stopped at what might’ve been a gas station or someplace to eat and I was worried about leaving the rat in the car too long due to the heat.

“Maybe it’s a sign that things are going to go so well that we’ll be leaving NorCal,” Tom said.

“But it made no sense,” I told him. “It was just the car. No trailer, no U-haul, no nothing. I would be willing to give up a lot of stuff to lighten the load, but not that much stuff.”

“That’s why I said that. Maybe it means we’ll be able to have our stuff shipped in advance to wherever we move to.”

Well, I still don’t think we’ll be able to move long-distance until he retires, and that’s only if we can afford it. Unless I win a lot of money sooner or the pension ends up being way more than we thought, I don’t see any way out of this area anytime soon. More than likely we’ll either get a bigger rental or buy a place here in a couple of years. I could stand to be here another decade if the job was worth it, but we still don’t even know if they’re going to hire him on or not.

Even if the pension were 50K, we couldn’t go straight to a house in a retirement community in a new location because they wouldn’t sell a house to anyone who hadn’t yet gone out and gotten a job even if they could afford to put down a hefty down payment. We would have to hole up in an apartment or a house in the mainstream until we could get into a retirement community because Florida simply doesn’t have rural areas in the way we do here. There’s no way I want my neighbors an arm’s reach away unless they were in a retirement community, and I don’t want them a wall away no matter where we were.

But like I said, if there are any surprises coming I don’t know about, bye-bye NorCali, hello tropical or desert.

My allergies have been acting up again. I slept the usual 8 hours, found I was the same weight, took a Benadryl, slept for a few more hours, then woke up at 135.0 pounds.