Another warm spell has worked its way in, so we’ve decided to put off calling Jesse down to deal with the heater till Thursday. That way if he has plans to take off for the evening we’ll catch him before he gets the chance. It’s still chilly at night but not cold. Not like Andy, LOL. He’s already looking at half a foot of snow and temps in the 20s!

I am so damn tired of trying to find things in here that I refuse to bother trying anymore unless it’s something I absolutely have to have! But is having so much trouble finding things really due to having to have so much shit crammed into tiny places, or is something wrong with my memory these days? I may be getting older, but maybe I’m doing too much too fast. I’m learning several languages, writing several books, and then there’s my regular online work/hobbies, housekeeping and laundry. This weekend I’ve got to clean the bathroom, do laundry, change the rat’s cage and give the grease ball a bath. I don’t know why this rat just can’t keep himself clean like most rats.

Had a weird and detailed dream about us moving to a bigger place somewhere around here. It was nice but part of it didn’t make sense and I really don’t know what to think as far as the house and moving dreams go. One of the Florida dreams suggested we would move there straight from this place, so I’m just not sure what to think or how to read some of these dreams. But they are picking up in frequency and I’ve moved enough to think they might mean something. Who knows, maybe we will move somewhere next year. Been here for 3.5 years already and that’s a long time for me. In the last 25 years, I’ve lived in 9 apartments, 1 duplex, 3 houses, and this trailer. That’s not counting the 4 months we stayed in hotels between Phoenix and Maricopa, the 3 months in hotels in Oregon, and the 8 months in hotels in Sacramento. I only stay in the same place for an average of 1-2 years. The variety was interesting – sometimes even fun – but I’d really love to settle down in a modest, peaceful little house in a Florida adult community as much as I know that’s just a dream.

If the dream meant anything, then good things will keep happening at work, including them hiring him on and maybe even giving him more money. We could afford to move now, I just don’t want to take chances this soon and without him being a permanent employee. I’m still not sure I’d want to take the chance then, but I also don’t want to stay cramped in here forever, so we’ll see.

In the dream, the house appeared to be a long rectangular shape like this trailer only it was a real house. I was standing in the middle of it sort of in a hallway but facing the living room. I glanced left and right and saw bathrooms at both ends of the place just as Tom answered the phone.

It seemed I was only just then realizing it had two bathrooms and was so damn happy about it that I practically shouted with tears of joy about how nice it was to have two bathrooms again.

Tom then said it was my mother calling so I stepped into the living room and took the phone from him and was telling mom about working out and how tomorrow was cardio day and then I gave her our new number. That’s the first part that was weird. I not only didn’t seem to give her an area code, but we wouldn’t get a new number if we stayed in the area and this house “felt” like it was in the area. I remember most of the numbers I gave her too, which were ??0 - 11?0

The other part that didn’t make sense was that the house was close to others. Unless someone practically gave us a place for free, there’s no way I’d live close to others just anywhere. Yet Tom was talking about a houseful of rowdy kids a couple of houses away and I could hear some barking.

At the end of the dream, I was answering Tom’s questions in Spanish. My Spanish was fluent and correct too, unlike some dreams where our second language sometimes comes out either garbled or incorrect.