I’m really starting to get sick of the random changes that occur within my computer for seemingly no reason at all. I lose audio at times and I have no idea what I could’ve possibly done to trip the settings. It was fine last night when I watched a movie. So what could have happened while I slept to kill it? I’m going to have to have Tom restore it when he gets in since nothing I’ve tried seems to want to do the trick.

And how did my desktop wallpaper magically get restored to its default setting???

These aren’t the biggest questions of the day, though. The biggest question is how did Jesse bulldoze this area without waking me up??? Yeah, I had the sound machine on but remember, we do live in a flimsy little trailer and that thing is tremendously loud. Yet when I looked out the kitchen’s side window when I got up I could see that the entire clearing has been weeded. He could’ve come down on foot with the weed whacker but I highly doubt that.

Later…

It seems like I may have one or two new casualties in my mouth. Well, these teeth are getting infected from the feel of them and so I may not be able to wait till we move to get started with the tons and tons of dental work I’ll need done. But it’s 8 years overdue anyway. If the pain gets to the point that it’s waking me up like the last tooth did, then I’ll have to schedule an appointment for sure. I’ll make an appointment on Monday if they’re still bothering me by then. This time it’s the upper teeth by the one that broke up on me in Oregon. Really wanted to wait, though. I was hoping to get moved, get the savings built back up again (although at the rate we’re going with all the OT we’ll have way more than we need when he turns 55), get some things we’ll need for the place, then deal with the dentist. Doesn’t quite look like we’ll be doing it in that order, though.

Anyway, I’m still going to stick to my new rule of not discussing any dental or medical problems I may have in detail online. Too many people can’t handle it.

All the OT is exhausting for Tom and he kind of misses working just 8 hours a day, but it sure is making us rich! Most people would probably consider us just comfortable, but after what we’ve been through I feel rather rich. We could pay a few months of rent and get a new car if we had to, even if the “new” car would actually be just a decent used one like what we’ve got now. We don’t like to have anything overly new anyway, as the newer the car, the more appealing they are to thieves and the more gas they guzzle. You would think they’d start making newer cars more economically smart, but most of the time they don’t. Our car sure runs and looks pretty nice for an 18-year-old car.

Tom fixed my computer settings. It was weird. I was worried someone hacked in at first even though that’s hard to do with a Mac, but if they had they’d do more than just tweak my settings. For some reason, the sound was fine with the earbuds plugged in, but the speaker’s settings were all muted. He thinks my computer crashed and reset itself while I slept, something even a Mac does every now and then, though it’s usually only a few times a year.

I was wrong in assuming Jesse bulldozed down here. I don’t know why, but the yellow daisies weren’t fully open at noon like they usually are and so that’s why I thought he weeded today. But when I was outside earlier I could see he hadn’t.

I spotted some yellow jackets setting up house on the side of the trailer with a little starter hive, so Tom had me go inside and he rolled up the car windows and then hit it with the long-distance spray.

When Tom got home, as if he wasn’t already exhausted enough, he noticed a leak in the cooler’s plastic tubing. It was just a tiny leak making it spray like a mister, but he got up there and fixed it himself so that Jesse wouldn’t want to come down tomorrow while I was sleeping if he didn’t have the parts on hand to fix it tonight. Besides, it was a quick fix and Jesse might’ve been out at the time anyway. I think he’s been gone ever since I’ve been up. I had to yell at the fucking mutts 3 times to get them to shut up. Last night he didn’t return on the Harley till around 8pm.

It was this thing with the leak that got me to see that maybe we should really think about owning again someday, especially since it’s not as impossible as I thought it was. When those who can’t keep a damn schedule own, they don’t have to worry about pesky landlords popping in on them. We’ve got plenty of time to decide. First things first and that’s getting moved. Then we can see what an adult community is like while we save up for a possible down payment somewhere. I’m not so sure anymore that leaving this area, even after he’s retired, is such a good idea. Again, though, we’ve got plenty of time to decide. So nothing’s ruled out, but nothing’s for sure either. Both owning and renting have their pros and cons and the same goes for if we remained in Cali or not.

Just like I asked myself what we should do if we didn’t like adult community living and where we would go from there, I also asked myself what I would do if the barking was just as bad there. Most people really do believe there’s nothing they can do about their dog’s racket when they’re out and they really do believe their responsibility as a dog owner ends with them not being home and that they’re not obligated to give a damn about their neighbors. They just don’t get that dogs can be taken inside when they’re out. Really, it’s not as silly as bringing a horse indoors would be like most people in the West seem to think it is. Even anti-bark collars are supposed to be a big help in curbing barking, but people just don’t care. They live in their own selfish little world and to hell with others.

Anyway, I think that the next time we have to deal with a neighbor that won’t control their dog(s), it’s unlikely they’ll be our landlord, and therefore they’ll have no kind of a hold on us. But knowing from past experience that complaining to them about it will do us no good at all, and knowing that killing them would only cause them to simply replace them with new dogs to bark their asses off, I think we should either just get a dog of our own if we’re going to have to listen to it anyway or consider contacting Animal Control. Animal Control would certainly have more leverage than we would, although that didn’t work on Jesse when he was complained on by whoever complained on him. He either has a friend in the right places, or the judge, being as twisted as most of them are, accepted his lame “When I’m not home there’s nothing I can do about it” line that he tried to lay on us. Still, I say we either bark back and have a pet that’ll live 15 years instead of the 2 rats live, or let AC deal with it.

Dee didn’t delete me on Thoughts like I thought she did. It was just one of the many glitches the site has. She said it took her 20 minutes alone just to bring up my profile so she could re-add me. That’s why I’m not there much. When people ignore their site’s problems week after week, month after month, you know they have no intentions of fixing them. My tracking subscription only has about 10 days left on it anyway.

Tom also swears he doesn’t have a Formspring account, so I guess Facebook is just fucked up and can’t keep track of who has what. And why not? No site on earth seems to be able to function properly anyway.