So I get up, check my Facebook feed, and there are a couple of posts by my nieces in remembrance of my dear old enabling dad. Not a thrilling thing to wake up to.

And then I remembered. He died 4 years ago tomorrow. Or was it today? Honestly, I don’t remember exactly not just because of the brain fog I’ve been experiencing, but because I just don’t care.

Speaking of brain fog… I went down to the clubhouse this morning. They were happy to see me and I kinda missed them, too. :) Anyway, I was telling them that the cruise wasn’t that great, and while I remembered that it was RC, I totally forgot which ship of theirs we were on and it took several seconds for me to recall the name.

Judy led the group and is definitely my favorite instructor. She goes right through the moves without issues.

The dark pickup was already at the house that sold (though if it really sold, why is the ‘for sale’ sign still up?) and I could hear the whirring of a drill as I came in the back door. Couldn’t hear it in here, though I sure have been hearing plenty of landscaping on and off for the last 5 hours. It’s ridiculous. Today is much noisier than yesterday and it’s driving me crazy. I just want to be able to concentrate on the story I began in peace. Or do a language lesson in peace. Or just LIVE in peace.

No water damage workers at the corner house today and I guess they’re done with that. Doesn’t matter, though. Someone else will annoy me with a new problem or project soon enough.

We made a stew in the pressure cooker last night. The potatoes came out good, and while the meat was definitely cooked, it was too tough. What is it with tough meat lately?

Can’t remember much in the way of dreams last night. Something about riding bikes on rural roads and boarding a bus in Michigan.

Got a beautiful journal today like the kind I used to write in by hand before I went all-digital. I’m going to use it for jotting down whatever dreams I can remember upon waking up. I could do it on a simple notepad, but then I thought… why not get something pretty, leave it in the clubhouse library when it’s full when no one’s looking, and laugh at the thought of whoever finds it and gets to go on a real WTF moment? Yeah, I do silly things like that at times. ;)