While we realize that anything could happen over the next 416 days, 1 of 3 things I can think of in particular is the most likely to occur. 1. We could remain forever broke and stuck in Cali. 2. He could land a decent job that we wouldn’t want to throw away that easily and that he can actually have for more than 5 minutes and so we could stay here till he retires. 3. We could get a lot more than we expect from the pension people and get the fuck out.

And I would too, even if it meant giving up all my collectibles. As long as I could take my clothes, computer and stereo, I’d be ok. Just my personal stuff and my electronics are all I’d need. The non-necessities and knickknacks could stay behind. Getting rid of most of our stuff would be a good excuse to get new stuff later on, and I like things that are new, though I wouldn’t want or need to replace everything.

LOL, it all started when I said to Tom, “Sometimes I get so fed up with being stuck in a rut here that I’m almost tempted to just drop everything and get the fuck out.” That’s when he got to thinking about various ideas and possibilities and so did I. The daredevil in me will be dumb enough to take chances on Florida if we ever can and do get there, even though every time I’ve visited there she gets sick or hit with allergies or both.

As Tom said, sometimes the only way to know if you’re going to like a place and if your life will be better there is to move there and find out. He thought the cold and snow in Oregon would be a lot harder on him than it actually was. And I thought it would be warmer here and that there’d be more opportunities for us. I don’t think either of us thought we’d be broke, jobless and uninsured nearly 4 whole years after coming here.

I also said to him that you would think by now after all the disastrous long-distance moves we’ve made that we’d know better, stay put and not take risks, but as he said, “That’s just the way we are.”

Tom was out organizing the shed yesterday and vacuuming the dust out of some electronics and hopefully annoying the shit outa Jesse while he was at it, LOL. If I couldn’t hear anything in here, though, I doubt he did unless he was outside.

Again, it could be glitchy, but Nane has at least appeared to be on Facebook throughout most of the weekend and she’s completely ignored me. So fuck it, just fuck it. And fuck her.

I’ve been messing with Larry again, LOL, between joking and insulting him. This time he actually replied with a “what” less than a minute after I messaged him. I’m not stupid, though. I know he’s reading my messages. Wouldn’t he have blocked me if he didn’t want to hear from me or was at least curious as to what I had to say? He may not want to be buddies anymore than I do, but I think he agrees it’s nice to hear from each other at least once in a while, and that he likes my jokes. He probably even misses me laughing at him when he’s freezing his ass off.

The girl-woman is gone from his friend list, interestingly enough, and so is his mobile phone number.

Been getting dizzy spells. Or maybe lightheadedness is more like it. I wonder why, though.