All was quiet yesterday, then at 4pm I started watching a movie and had to stop because Jesse was distracting me with the fucking ATV and truck. When Tom came in an hour later he talked to him in the drive about the heater. Jesse was apparently giving his kid a driving lesson. What 13-year-old kid needs a driving lesson???

It does appear that the blower is the problem just as we suspected, so Jesse said he’d be down around 10am, which probably really means noon, with a new one if he can’t get this one to work.

I’m wondering who the hell gave out my email addresses to the whole damn world. I check my main Yahoo account regularly, but since the other two were for sweeping which I haven’t been doing lately, I quit checking those a while ago because they would get hundreds of messages a day. But my Yahoo account can’t even make it through a full hour without some kind of spam or scam coming in.

Once again Nane appears to be logged into FB after being off it for about a week, and once again I’m sure I’m going to dump her probably by mid-November. That will make it two months since I last heard from her.

Later…

So 10am really meant 12:30 but our main heater is working again! He cleaned and lubed the blower and it’s working just fine now, but he also ordered another one in case this one craps out on us again. Just wish I could get some of the vents open that I want open and close the ones I want closed. I’ll have Tom deal with that when he gets home. I also don’t know why the bedroom has two vents since it’s such a tiny room at only about 10x10. I’ll want to close them when I sleep. Under this monster of a comforter, I don’t like the bedroom to be over 70º when I sleep.

I was showing Jesse the rat and he was saying that there are these giant field rats around here. Well, I’ve never seen any, but that might explain the sounds I sometimes hear underneath the place that seems a bit much for mice but that I didn’t think were cats, raccoons or skunks.

Next year he’s going to do the roof and the underside of the place where there’s this shit that looks like really thick cardboard falling from underneath it. The floors have been like ice rinks so I’m guessing there’s no insulation below them.

God, I miss living in real houses! Especially on concrete foundations. But I know there’s a damn good chance we never will again so I try not to dwell on it too much. We’re where we were meant to be. I don’t know why we were meant to live in such little old dumps, but we were and so there’s not much we can do about it other than just hope he doesn’t get laid off again anytime too soon. That’s the biggest thing right there. Every single time we start to get ahead something happens to tear it all down and so right now I’m just dreading the thought of getting kicked back. I have no reason to think it’s not inevitable after all the times it’s already happened so I’m trying to enjoy each and every minute until it does. Weekend treats like being able to go to KFC are a real luxury for us and something I’m enjoying every minute of. Same with just being able to pay for the necessities! When you can’t even do that much you know you’re doing shitty in life.

I don’t think my McAllen visitor from yesterday was the troll after all. I think it was someone she visited (it’s near her town) or someone she asked to visit my blog and copy it for her. I only thought it was her because people don’t always appear to be in the same town with each IP# they’re assigned, but usually just within the vicinity. The person also has the same provider so that’s why I thought it was her. But then the last known town/IP# she had been coming in from returned today. She usually comes in from Formspring but this time it was from MO. Either way, I have both IPs blocked. I wish I could block the whole damn state of Texas!

Alison had surgery today, so if the police have contacted her in regard to the troll’s unwanted attention, she may not know it yet.