Tom decided not to apply for any of the second shift positions on the new second shift they’re creating, saying it’s too risky. If it doesn’t work out and they end up shutting that department down and laying off those on that shift, he could end up sorry he got on that shift to begin with. If it does well for a while, he’ll reconsider. Meanwhile, he’s got tons of time off accumulated, so he can take all the time off he needs for moving, appointments and vacations.

My teeth have been the best they’ve been in a long, long time. I still need to see a dentist, but I really wish someone told me about this salt/baking soda rinse in 2004 when they first started bothering me.

Sure am starting to wonder if Jesse went back to work. I haven’t heard the motorcycle zooming in and out. If he has, that’ll mean more barking, especially when I’m up in the mornings, but less chance of him coming down here.

Tom still thinks we’ll be out of here by October. I sure hope so! Even if the dogs never uttered a single bark again, I’m ready to get the show on the road! I want to move, plan, decorate, do things, etc. I can’t wait! I am so excited. Hell, we haven’t even had the simple little luxury of a goddamn dryer since we left Arizona in 2004. We could’ve gotten a washer/dryer after our first year in Oregon when we were doing better financially. It’s just that we knew we weren’t going to remain in the state, and there’s no way I would’ve wanted one in that outside, spider-infested utility room at the second place we rented.

Out of curiosity, I looked up Stacey and her 3 kids on Facebook. She has aged wonderfully! She’s a year younger than I am but looks 10-15 years younger than she is and she’s not at all fat. Andy said he’d never know it was her if I didn’t tell him when I emailed him her picture, though she has clearly changed since we last saw her in the early 90s. Not bad for a blue-eyed blond, though. Her daughters are just there, but her little boy is adorable. He’s not that little, though. I think her kids range from something like 12-18. I didn’t contact her, but maybe after I get my days at the Vista Ventana posted I can float her the link to them, LOL. She’ll probably just block me, tell her kids to block me (though I have no intentions of ever contacting them), and just ignore the links.

I was surprised to see she’s from Pennsylvania. I thought she was born and raised in Arizona, though she had to have moved to Arizona quite young since she attended high school there.

Who are “the dream people?” I asked Tom. Those nameless, faceless beings in my dreams that give me information about the future. Sometimes they even do it through those I actually know. Tom believes there are no “dream people.” No guardian angels or any other unearthly source coming to me in my dreams to supply me with glimpses into the future as well as some people’s minds. He just thinks that if I can be psychic while I’m awake, I can be psychic in my sleep, too.

Yeah, maybe. It’s just that the things most people tell me in my dreams can’t possibly be true. Those I know, I mean. They’re all liars in my sleep, LOL.