As I mentioned yesterday, Romeo, who is now old for a rat, appears to be dying. I soon realized he'd had a stroke. Not sure we'll lose him anytime soon, even though he can't go on much longer due to his age. Meanwhile, I was asleep when Tom got in. He thought he was dead, went out and dug a hole, then came back in and saw him move. Thank you, Romeo, for not being dumb enough to let your daddy bury you alive!!! 

Felt well till I’d been up 8-9 hours yesterday, then I felt some anxiety kick in – racing heart, shortness of breath, dizziness – and took a chill pill. It relieved all my symptoms and I felt so much better. No wonder people get addicted to the stuff. The only thing I hate about it is that it makes me drowsy. Anxiety is unpredictable and can hit me anytime when I least expect it. I’ve been fine so far, but if it kicks in later on I’m going to just try to tough it out so as not to hinder my schedule goals. I need to push it today and as it is I’m probably going to be dragging a good 4-5 hours or so before I want to crash. I fell about 15 minutes short of today’s goal, but it’s still looking good. Worst case scenario I crash a few hours before Andy does when he’s here. He’ll have his new Kindle to play with. Well, after Tom shows him how to play with it, LOL. He said the Wi-Fi is hooked up but he has no idea how to operate the thing. 

I’m so glad we have two Kindles. The Paperwhite is great for reading in bed, and the Fire is great for reading while on the treadmill. The design of this treadmill is perfect for it. I just wish the digital display lit up. I can also play music on it as well as read, so that’s nice for the strength training part of it I do before my cardio. 

Again I had another successful 30-minute workout. I already feel much stronger, fitter and energized. 

Still wish I knew what was causing this anxiety that I never had to this degree in my life. External sources? Chemical imbalance? Both? 

Two of my three birthday gifts have arrived. The outfit for my Adora doll is very pink and very shiny. Looks even better than it did online! 

My perfume is lovely, too. However, it’s not the one I had in mind. Apparently, this is from a collection and I got the wrong one. 

Last night I dreamed of one of the characters in my book, Jan, who happens to be based on a woman named Jan that I knew up in Oregon. She used to own a gift shop till she closed it to go all-digital. Jan is a lesbian. The dream was very vague, though, and I can’t remember much about it. Something about seeing her hugging or kissing her GF, then me later telling her when we were alone that I’d be jealous if I were single. Jan was/is my usual “type,” tall and dark, but I sensed that she could be a bit of a bitch at times. 

First hotel dream I had in a while, too. In the dream, I woke up to find Tom was out somewhere. I got off the bed, which was against the wall a few feet in front of the door. I could hear the housekeeper close by and wanted to hurry and shower before she got to our room. We were due to leave soon anyway. 

I turned around, surprised to find a lamp or a fan on a stand sitting on top of the bed I’d just gotten out of. I couldn’t remember placing it there, but didn’t make much of it. 

I headed into the bathroom and started to approach the corner shower stall when I heard voices and felt outside air blowing into the room. There was an “opening” to the right of the shower. Then I turned into a small room to grab a towel. There were heaps of towels and only a few folded ones that appeared clean, so I grabbed one and retraced my steps. The cement floor was a bit uphill, as they never leveled the ground before they poured the concrete floors.