Aly’s latest tweet: Am I really so invisible? People say they care but starting to second guess that. Maybe it’s time to leave.

waves hand Bye-bye!

LOL, really, I love it when she’s made to feel like no one cares just like she showed me how little she cared in the end. The begging for attention is something she would always do on and off no matter what. But due to my making a point of not tweeting to her, I wonder if some of them are a test to see if I’m still around.

Decided for once and for all that I’m tired of my tiny little phone booth shower and not having extra elbow room. There’s no place to stand outside the stream to lather up unless I aim the spray of water at the wall. It’s just too small in general, even for one my size. So we’re doing what we should have done years ago. We picked out a new shower massager, since I hate the one that’s in his larger shower, and got a shower caddy. Anytime he’s awake or at work, I’ll use that shower. I’ll still keep some soap and shampoo in my shower in case I want to shower when he’s sleeping.

I got a dark brown hair extension from Amazon, which is a long ponytail attached to a claw clip that you attach to your own ponytail. It’s something like 18 inches long. That will surely give Bob and Virginia a WTF moment if they see me walking by to get the mail and make them wonder how my hair could have gone from my shoulders to my waist overnight since it’s obviously not a wig.

We also received a 2018 calendar that features Golden Retriever pups. I pick a new theme each year. It came down to flowers or the Retrievers for the best deals I could find on Amazon when I searched, and the pups were cheaper so they won. So… from rats to dogs we go.

I’m still waiting on the color-changing solar wind chimes and an ear cuff. Since I can’t wear regular earrings and since I think it would look silly with only one earring in the good ear, I figured why not go with an ear cuff? That wouldn’t look too weird with just one ear cuffed. You’d only see it with my hair pulled back in a ponytail, though.

We absolutely love our new oil-less fryer. I still have to take it easy, though, because the kind of food you put in it is usually harder to measure and count calories.

For just $4 a month, Tom couldn’t resist the new phone he got. He’ll still be using his old number, though, until his time on it runs out. If I like this phone better maybe I’ll get one for myself. Really hate the ones where you slide to answer calls. I prefer to just tap.

Sure enough and not at all surprisingly, my pussy started burning a little yesterday. It was just a little and the diaper rash stuff helped, but I’m glad that yesterday was the last of the daily treatments. Now I’m down to twice a week.

My “pit zits” are worse right now and creeping down the insides of my arms. This really sucks because I not only believe it’s the same shit on my pussy, but I’m obviously going to have it for life; it’s just going to be worse at some times than at other times. Really hope I don’t end up with it on my face or all over my body since it can never be cured permanently. The only difference is that the pit zits don’t itch like the pussy zits.

Tom was right. Our AC’s capacitor was the problem. The guy that came out had me set the AC down to 60° so he could test it. Didn’t realize it went that low. Who the hell sets their AC at 60°??? Anyway, he started and restarted it and on the third time, the capacitor failed. As I suspected, it’s not the original unit. This one was installed 13 years ago in 2004. Wow, 2004… That’s the year we left Arizona. Hard to believe I’ve gone longer than I was there. I was in Arizona for 12 years and 2 days.

Anyway, the guy put a new capacitor in and tested it six or seven times and it started every time. So no more worrying that it’s going to crap out on really hot days. I just wish it hadn’t cost $244, but that’s a little less than we thought it would.

I’m starting to retain water as my stupid body makes another attempt to generate a period. This time I think it will succeed probably by the middle of next month. I don’t usually go longer than 2.5 months without a period.

Today’s dose #6 of my medication. So far so good, though last time I got anxious it took 7-8 doses to get me there.

Other than running around topless in my dreams, I slept well. I seemed to be at some kind of college or private school in the “topless” dream when I realized I didn’t have a shirt on. As they were assigning rooms to students I would sneak into some rooms in search of a shirt, even though no one seemed to notice I was topless. I must have eventually found a shirt somewhere because when I entered the room I thought was mine, I realized my stuff wasn’t in it but someone else’s instead. I stepped outside into the hall and saw the surname “Rarey” just outside the door. So I went in search of a staff member to ask where my room was.

In another dream, I was also in what seemed to be some kind of private facility. I don’t know if it was by choice or by force but when I started working or taking classes I was worried how much longer I could keep it up because of my schedule. Pretty sure Michelle was in the dream. The one that used to work in the office of the extended-stay hotel we stayed at when we left Oregon. Tom was in the dream too, and I ran crying to him and into his arms because I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to get to sleep that night because I slept until 4:30 in the afternoon.

The last dream was one of those dreams that really got me thinking again. The sense of detail and familiarity made me wonder if it was a place I’d actually seen if only in another dimension/existence. I was riding in the backseat of a car at night. The moon was huge and I mean HUGE. It was unlike anything I’d ever seen before with my own eyes or in pictures. There were giant letters that either spelled out the name of a town or a building. The only letter I remember seeing was the letter F.

There wasn’t enough sunlight in the kitchen window so I set up my solar goodies in a couple of the living room windows, and they look so cool. I set them on Dixie cups to raise them up to the light even more.