AT&T will be coming out today to fix our sluggishly shitty internet connection. Tom called and they found a problem in the line. They said no one needs to be home, so I guess they won’t be coming all the way down here. I just wish we could have reliable service out here for more than 5 minutes! Overall it’s been terrible here, but that’s just life in the boonies.

Life in a retirement community may be more possible than I realized someday. Until now I always thought you either had to buy a house there or could only rent an apartment but not rent a house. Well, I won’t buy anything I can’t own outright and I won’t live with others just a wall away either. Tom researched it, though, and found that you can rent houses there, too. I still won’t hold my breath on any pension fund or other large sum of money in our future, and I still think we’ll always rent little dumps in the mainstream, but it’s still nice to learn that they’re not so all or nothing there after all. They’ve even got nicer, newer, bigger places with 2-3 bedrooms for less than this microscopic trailer rents for. Retirement communities aren’t just everywhere and anywhere we can’t just move to one if he doesn’t work near one. But that’s only if he ever gets to work again in the first place.

I’m missing the hell out of Nane and hating the frustration it brings me. I know it may sound funny, but I almost wish she’d pull a Marie number on me and start pestering the shit out of me so I could hurry up and get sick of her.