There goes Bob for his and Virginia’s first of many runs. Still can’t figure out where a couple of retirees would need to go three times a day. Their habits haven’t changed in the two years we’ve been here except that Bob has been quieter since he’s laid off the saws and hammers much to my appreciation. He still walks early in the mornings with Jim. 

Anyway, while I still don’t want to get my hopes up and I’m still not ready to believe anything major could change since it’s been so long, I did lose 2 pounds so far on the Atkins diet. I just had to add a few more carbs so I’m not as gassy. Again, it’s too soon to judge anything, but I will say that it’s weird that my weight has been going down while I have been gaining water as I get closer to my period. This is a definite first. Women usually go up at that time, not down. As always, though, if I lose, fine. If I don’t, that’s fine, too. Both have their pros and cons. 

Andy said he doesn’t expect to see Charlotte when she visits Judy. Last I heard Charlotte doesn’t even know who she is most of the time and her memories of Judy are from the 70s. Judy has to have surgery but is otherwise doing well. They celebrated her 88th birthday at the hospital last night. 

I didn’t know my cousin knew her, but as I recently said, it seems that everybody is somehow connected to everybody else, past and current. Somewhere along the way, there is always at least one person we’re currently connected to who is connected to someone we haven’t been in touch with for years. 

Last night I dreamed I was signing to a deaf black woman. She was thrilled to have somebody to sign with, wherever we were. 

Then I had some dream about placing a collector’s doll I really liked on some chair somewhere while Tom and I were led into some room to either talk to someone or see something. It was then that it hit me that somebody probably stole the doll by now because it was a nice doll and there were a lot of people around. Some woman agreed that it would be long gone by now. When we went back out to the area in which I left the doll, sure enough, it was gone. I felt a little bummed out. 

Later… 

Okay, now on with Tom’s insulting raise. They raised him 98¢. I’m tired of seeing this man not get paid fairly. I totally believe, though, that no matter where he goes he’s not going to be paid what he’s worth. He even told them that he felt this was insulting. He’s now at $16.50 an hour, and he would’ve been more satisfied with something over $17. This is 2015, for fuck’s sake, and this is California, one of the most expensive states. To have gone from an income fit for the year 2001 to the year 2003 is better than nothing, but we both agree he deserves a lot better. 

Anything’s better than being on unemployment and living in a dumpy old trailer, but it would be nice if society could let my husband “get with the times,” so to speak. So many people make 50K these days, but I guess being older and whiter doesn’t help. Just get tired of being the underdogs of our families. 

There’s something not quite right, for example, about the fact that Alison just got a 2015 Beetle at 34 years of age and is unemployed while living with her parents. Meanwhile, my hard-working husband who is more than 20 years older drives a 2003 vehicle, as much as we do love it. Technically, we could get something brand-new right now but we choose to put our money into other things. But then there’s also the fact that my sister gets to live in a 9-year-old house that didn’t cost much more than this place and that has a much lower monthly payment, while we live in a 32-year-old place that’s rather expensive. It’s little things like that that bugs me at times. 

Couldn’t resist the urge to play with Kathy yesterday. Dumb shit actually believed me when I tried to tell her that I didn’t know her or any of the people she mentioned. 

In case I didn’t already mention it, I left a less-than-kind message on the family extermination business page. Strangely enough, it was ignored just like my messages to June, Lori and Lisa seem to be. So once again I’m wondering, is it a case of something out there not letting my words get through? Or did they really see them and choose to leave it there and not block me for some reason? 

I’m back to being unsure as to whether or not my old doctor ever got her own messages from me. It’s like some people seem to get them and others don’t, so at this point I guess I would have to assume they did get the messages and figure that by blocking me they’re giving me a form of reaction they don’t want to give me. Why wouldn’t the doctor at least have the decency to either reply with a simple hello or let me know she doesn’t want to communicate with me, though? The fact that Braman never deleted my message may be because they’re leaving it as “evidence” and hoping I’ll leave more that they could use against me, knowing I’ve already been in trouble with the law, but I’m done with them. I also deleted the message I left on their wall now that it’s been seen (supposedly). 

I asked Andy if anyone’s complained lately about messages not going through and he said no. It does seem to be a while since that was a regular problem. When I first messaged the doc, my message was sent to her “other” folder but then they started going directly to her inbox. If this is the case, then she was able to see and read the few chapters of the story I threw her in, figuring it wasn’t going through or was going to her “other” folder and would remain unseen for who knew how long, LOL. She must have been secretly dying for the rest of the story! LMAO! I just hope she didn’t tell my current doctors she got unwanted messages from me if that’s truly the case, but I am done with her as well. Using My Health’s notices was my last-ditch effort to get her to contact me. She never did. Time to move on. 

I have a new regular coming into the blog in which its link is shared on my profile page there, but I can’t get a location on it. It seems to be a mobile device of some kind. I would suspect one of the former Grants, only it’s a direct hit and not a Facebook referral. 

Actually, I just got a view from Winters, Texas near Brownwood which is where Cathy lives, and my Google stats are saying that it was a Facebook referral. My other visitor that I can’t trace might have Googled in but I can’t say for sure. My guess is that Winters was Kathy. She spent nearly a half-hour combing my blog. 

As usual, there has been an annoyance on both days this week so far. Yesterday they were digging something up at the park's edge, and today was landscaping as well as a loud healthcare truck that was idling for a while.