Had a dream I was in Nane’s apartment building standing just outside her door. Although I never saw her in the dream I assumed it was her place because all the signs around me were written in German. It appeared to be a big building and what I was doing there is beyond me. I guess I was either waiting for her to come home or come to the door.

I will never eat another banana again. They make me too gassy. On top of that, I was extremely lightheaded, hot, and had a racy heart for a while yesterday. Too much dieting, I guess. The older I get the more my body rebels against even light dieting.

I am so, so happy now! Although it’s hectic and frustrating at times we are really having fun researching various adult communities and picking out potential places to live. I’m really excited about our latest idea but want to cover the not-so-nice things first.

They’re really jerking Tom around at work and it’s starting to really piss me off. He’s not too happy about it either. I feel not just bad for him, but bad for me as well because when they put him out it puts me out too, not that they give a shit.

He was really liking the second shift and working just 8 hours a day even if it meant a little less money despite the shift differential. Well, he’s hoping it’s just temporary and just long enough to train this woman he’s to train because next week when he returns to first shift on Monday. I guess the woman was driving the forklift, is really fat and won’t lose the weight, so now he’s gotta train her to do what he was doing or something like that.

To make matters even worse, he has to work this Saturday after working late into Friday night. So he’s got to run home at 11:30 at night, catch a few-hour nap, then run back to work at 6am for 8-10 hours, WTF?! We appreciate all the money, but it’s going to really make the move harder if he has to stay on days. He has many days off accumulated, but the more of those days he has to take off to move, the less chance we have of going on vacation. We might have to just fly to Hawaii instead of cruise there.

Because of this, we decided we deserve to really treat ourselves on Sunday after he’s had a chance to catch up on his sleep and make that a fun day. So what if we blow 2 or 3 hundred bucks, we decided, as he can earn that back in just a day or two tops. So we’ll probably go out to Denny’s real early in the morning, then hit Walmart, but not just for groceries. We’ll get fun things as well. As in split up (so we can each visit the departments we like) and just help ourselves to what we want.

Another huge disappointment was what I heard in the bathroom yesterday. It shocked the shit out of me and at first I was confused. I thought, why would Whiskey be down here barking in back? As noisy as they are when Jesse’s out, they’re dead quiet when he’s home or when they’re roaming the land. When they walk by they just walk by. They don’t go barking by or getting into things or anything. They simply walk by without a sound.

Then recognition hit me and I remembered who that bark belonged to. That was the bark of one of the dogs the people in back would let run loose. I was so, so bummed out to hear that, but not because I’m afraid of them. The problem is that they’re so fucking loud. They don’t walk by quietly at all. They come barking onto the land, and when they’re right outside the place, especially with the window closed, it’s loud as hell. I used to see them standing around out there barking at absolutely nothing at all. I am so, so disappointed. With all the people who complained about those people for letting their dogs attack their dogs, chickens and goats, I thought they were gone years ago. That’s what Tom says, but I know what I heard. The owners probably figured that since it’s been a while maybe they can let the beasts run loose and this time no one will mind. Well, I still have the number of the complaint line Jesse gave me and if I start hearing and actually seeing those damn mutts, I’ll mind and I’ll be sure to give them a call. I’m not going to sit and listen to these things bark by or just stand outside the windows barking at nothing. Jesse’s mutts are bad enough. One of the dogs is missing a back leg and another is a pit bull. Those are one of the nastiest breeds of dogs there are.

Later...

The Iceberg Lotus nail polish I have on my toes never fails to dazzle me every time I put it on. It is as beautiful as a color can get that’s far from pink, and it’s about as far away from pink as a color can get. It’s like a bluish-green. Or is it a greenish-blue? It’s hard to say, but I can easily say it just may be my third favorite color.

Swapped messages with my German hottie today. It’s hot and humid there, but she’s enjoying it while it lasts. German summers aren’t long.

Found a nice site called Nulu that’s great for advanced Spanish speakers to get their Spanish Spain-ready, even if they’ve got a decade and still may not end up there for sure. I may be knowledgeable and fluent for a non-native speaker, but there’s always room for improvement. There are always more obscure words to learn and I can improve my listening skills by listening to different accents. Some are harder to understand just like some people who speak English can be harder to understand. Yo no siempre intiendo (I don’t always understand).

We got a secured credit card with credit of $500 on it to start helping to boost our credit, and we’re getting fonder of the idea of going with cheap and uglier as opposed to nicer and newer for a couple of reasons. One is to make it exactly what we want it to be, and then the obvious reason; the money savings, since it would be on a cheaper piece of land. I’m also dying to do more wall tats like what I did on the dresser and headboard.

Any and every place is going to have its pros and cons with both the inside and the outside, but if we got that triple-wide, for example, the expenses would be comparable to what they are here after the place was paid off. So we could still save $500 - $700 a month comfortably enough.

But saving money has made me greedy and want to save even more. With this ugly-as-hell dump, we could save around a grand a month. I’m only sharing the link to it with my utmost of closest friends in case we do end up living there. So that means only Andy, Maliheh, Nane and Aly will see it. They should feel honored and special:)))

When I say it’s ugly, I mean it’s UGLY! Whoever designed it had the EXACT opposite taste in colors I have. The outside is bright and colorful and feminine with a sunny yellow exterior and pink flowerbed. The color of the oven alone makes me want to cry, and the tub and sinks are just sickening. Even the damn toilet seats match all that damn paneling I wish to hell had never been invented!

But when you know that in 6 months or less you could recarpet, paint, wallpaper and get rid of the institutional gray carpet, the snot green tub and sinks, the diarrhea brown oven, the puke brown walls, and the neon piss countertops, the money that can be saved living on a $500-a-month lot as opposed to a $765 one, is damn appealing.

These modulars are usually pretty black and white. Meaning, you will usually find single-wides like this that are too small, or bigger ones that start at around 15K. This ugly place is the cheapest 2-bed, 2-bath we’ve found so far. It’s $6500. I also like the square footage better on this one which is just over 1100. 1000-1400 is reasonable for us, but the triple-wide is almost 1800. I’d rather too much space than too little and I would still prefer the triple-wide over this thing, but it does have some potential as ugly as it is.

Unlike the park the triple-wide is in, this park has a pool. We checked it out via satellite and there’s nothing around it that could end up being a problem. There are just the freeway and the lake that wraps around most of it. Some of the lakeside homes are really nice and they have docks and boats. Those would probably be pretty expensive. There’s also a KOA near it, but not close enough to be a problem. Car stereos shouldn’t be an issue cuz there’s nowhere to go, so people wouldn’t be cutting through the park. Once you enter the park it’s like entering a maze with many dead ends. They all lead you to various parts of the park with no way out.

I don’t like the location within the park nearly as much as the triple-wide. No doubt about that much. I’d worry I wouldn’t sleep well there when I was on nights, but I would think that that’s about as bad as an adult park could get. So if I could sleep there, I could sleep in any adult park anywhere. But still, I don’t like how the people to the left would park right alongside us or how close it is to the street that isn’t at the end of the dead-end I’d prefer to be on. What we saw across the street is a little worrisome, too. We suspect that since it has a little parking lot and a dumpster (that’d be an eyesore to look out and see) the park maintenance people may work or live there. Lastly, I don’t want people camped outside my window gabbing all day whether I was up or not, or rummaging through storage sheds.

It is so appealing yet such a turn-off at the same time! Wish we could spend a few days/nights in different places to see what it’s like. With the way people are so company-happy, the thought of being jolted awake by tons of car doors does not sit well with me at all.

We’re both torn between a nicer more expensive place and a cheaper place that isn’t as nice but leans more toward the money saver. The problem isn’t that we couldn’t afford to make payments on something we couldn’t afford to buy outright, the problem is getting places being sold by realtors to approve us even though our credit score isn’t that great. But regardless of what the home costs, it would be nice to be on a lot that’s $400 - $500 a month instead of $750 - $850. It’s just that the cheaper lots are the ones the dumpier places are housed on.

Tom thinks that we haven’t found the house that’s going to be ours yet and that if he had to guess, it’s a park-owned home that isn’t advertised online. The parks just don’t have time to maintain sites online so you have to drive through the parks and see what for-sale signs you can spot.

If we do end up in that place, though, it’ll feel like a palace compared to this place, just with ugly colors. We’d also need to buy a refrigerator right away. But to be able to easily afford the front-loading washer I’ve always wanted in this place is still mighty tempting. I’d just worry about being able to sleep there during the daytime. Tom said we could cushion the bedroom floor if we needed to with thick padding and I asked what good that would do since it’s a vibration and not just a sound (when people slam car doors). He said car engines vibrate a lot but you don’t feel it cuz it’s mounted against rubber instead of the frame of the car. Well, I guess it’s that same idea. There are other things that can be done to soundproof a room, but I’d rather not have to. I’ve been soundproofing this and adding sound machines to that long enough!

I feel like this searching has been going on forever! But as Tom reminded me, while I’ve been impatient and wanting to move on, he hasn’t even been 55 for a month yet. Still, I hope we find something soon. I just want to get out of here and on with life already! But the longer it takes the more money we save.