Monday, February 6, 2017

Get rid of one noise problem, get another. I swear if it isn’t one noise source, it’s another. Get rid of the contractor, gain a ferociously loud car that just has to come and go several times a day. Again I’ll ask where a bunch of retired folks could possibly need to go so often.

It’s raining today, so again there will be no working out outdoors.

I got a local missed call from a name I didn’t recognize after running the number online and a missed call from a radio station in New York. Really hope this doesn’t have anything to do with the contests I probably shouldn’t have bothered to enter. I get enough spam in my inbox. I don’t need it on my phone as well.

These days I like to keep pictures of the things we get, and I don’t mean just collectibles and knickknacks. Realizing that Amazon usually has higher-quality photos of many of our purchases compared to what I can take with my own camera, I downloaded and replaced some of my own images with theirs. I no longer categorize things in separate file folders. I just make yearly folders and throw all the pictures I took that year in the same folder. The only exception will be vacation pics.

Tom’s boss says he has a good chance of getting the promotion that’s supposed to pay more but be fewer hours, but anybody can say that. I just wonder how many more weeks they’re going to string him along and keep him waiting until they tell him yes or no. His only concern is that it may require traveling. If it was infrequent, I could go to, but if it was frequent, then I couldn’t.

In last night’s dream, I was in a bedroom that didn’t look like my bedroom. I wanted to push something against my old desk (the one I used in the trailer and that’s now in this bedroom) to keep it from slipping across the floor. I was going to push my dresser alongside it, but it was too heavy.

Then I was walking along a pier that ran alongside wherever we lived and it was nighttime. There was just enough light to see the edge of the pier so I wouldn’t fall off and into the water.

Then suddenly I was in bright daylight and telling the “pictures” that it wouldn’t hurt me if I fell into the water. It would just be very cold. Then again, I may hit bottom in some places, I told them, because I was heavy and getting old.

I glanced at one small section of water that had 3 cement retaining walls around it and could clearly see through to the bottom, guessing it to be 5- 6 feet deep.

Later…

Sometimes I’m embarrassed to be part of the human race. Literally. I may not know it all, but some people’s stupidity never ceases to amaze me. Like this person who commented about how gays shouldn’t be allowed to adopt little boys.

Does this person ever really sit and listen to themselves? If they took the time to really hear what a true idiot they are, they wouldn’t get the logic behind this statement any more than I do. That’s because not only are most child molesters straight as a pencil, but if we should stop gay men from adopting gay boys, then we should stop straight men from having girls and straight women from having boys. Right?

I just don’t get people at times, including how it can be “unlawful” to ban terrorists from the country. No matter how many times we see them on the news going on killing sprees, everybody just loves them and wants to welcome them with open arms. Would you like to invite child molesters into your community, too? I mean you might as well. How about wife beaters, arsonists, and thieves? If people want terrorists living amongst them, then I guess anything goes these days all in the name of “political correctness.”

Other than stupidity and the senselessness that goes on in this world, my spaghetti came out damn good. Still loving the new pots and pans. The mint green pot that I used to boil the water looked turquoise today, LOL, but it’s still lovely. After I helped myself to what I wanted and then put the clear cover on it, I thought it would fog up, but it didn’t.

Someone just pulled up to see Tricia and they did what I wish everybody would do who visit the people around here. They got out of their car and they went inside the house. Simple as that. They didn’t stand around outside slamming car doors over and over again. Then again, it is raining out there today.

What else… Aly tweeted that it doesn’t feel good to be pushed to the side after doing something nice for someone, a tweet obviously aimed at Kim. I mean come on, she’s her only real friend there. Who else could she be talking about? Then again, I’ve learned that Aly is the type to have a problem with just about everybody. She’s also getting on Kim to chat with her because “seriously, this can’t wait.”

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