While I’m just as annoyed with things around here, I feel much better today. I slept better last night. Between the tryptophan in the chicken I ate, a couple of ibuprofen for an earache, and then sugar crashing from the candy bar I stupidly had for dessert, I fell asleep earlier than expected. I couldn’t get myself into a deep enough sleep, however, so when I got up to pee I took a lorazepam.

Today I haven’t been lightheaded or had any of the intense head rushes I was getting yesterday, leaving me once again to wonder if it’s connected to when I sleep shitty.

As promised, the water was shut off at 8am sharp. Why can’t these things ever happen when I’m on nights?

Today I was able to manage a half-hour walk. I stopped at the clubhouse hoping to drop a load of pee in their non-flushable toilets, but sure enough, there was a note on the door saying not to use them while the water was turned off. It’d be just my shit luck to pee and then come face-to-face with Joy on my way out. What could I say I was doing in there? Studying my wonderfully ugly reflection in the mirror and getting a good laugh out of it?

Got some music on now to drown out the daily barrage of landscaping, motorcycles, service vehicles, etc. I’m too easily distracted for that shit, and I really want to get my book finished by the end of the month.

Having doubts about my next book idea unless I add more people, I can think of 10 people per state, but I couldn’t come up with enough things to say about some of them to equal the 1000 words per person I originally planned. More people, fewer words? Maybe. Or maybe I’ll just do a novel or a collection of short stories. I still have 10 days to decide.