Still can’t believe Kim and I are friends again, but we’ve been having fun exchanging messages just like old times. If Aly doesn’t come around in time, then oh well. I’m okay with it at this point if she doesn’t but it would still be nice if she did. I totally get that we have a right to pick and choose our friends and I hope she knows I’m not trying to replace anyone or anything like that. She and Kim are best buddies and I respect that. If I’m one of their best buddies in addition then great. But I don’t have to be their number one bestie, or know about all their accounts, or know about all their friends, or everything about their lives. I do appreciate whatever they choose to share with me, though.

Speaking of friends and old friends, every now and then I say hello to Nane just to see if she’ll let the past be the past and move on, but this time she blocked me. I’m a little surprised because it took her two years to do it. I just remembered that I mentioned this in my last entry.

Stepping into Psycho is now just over 12,000 words. For a while, I had doubts that I would win because I was struggling to come up with decent enough ideas. Now it’s looking a little more promising, but there are no guarantees.

We are definitely turning this home into a smart home! I love that I can now turn my big monitor on and off by voice command! Next, we want to do the switches in the kitchen, then the bedrooms, then probably the living room and dining room as well. Not sure why switches are twice as expensive as plugs, though, when they do the same thing. It’ll cost us 50 bucks to do the kitchen but I think it will be 50 bucks well spent.

For Black Friday and Cyber Monday, we’re hoping to find deals on Smartwatches, and we want to FINALLY get these damn floors taken care of. The fancy foam squares for the laundry and bathroom, and probably just a large throw rug for the kitchen.

They’re stripping and flipping the house diagonally from us in back, so I’ve had to listen to that. What sucks is that these jobs usually take weeks, not days. Plus, there’s the risk of being woken up. They’re actually more of a risk than at the Twenties because being diagonally from us means they’re a straight shot to the bedroom. The rest of the house blocks the Twenties from the bedroom, though.

When we were walking along Tandy earlier, Tom overheard a few women talking about someone hitting the front of their house. Not the house but the stuff in front of it.

Last night I had a mix of dreams including a nightmare. Adonis and Maliheh were in a couple of the dreams but I don’t remember what they were about. Then there was something about cops, Tom being annoyed that a drink he got in a restaurant cost $45, and me realizing my purse disappeared and suspecting the guy sitting next to us might’ve stolen it.

My purse really loves to disappear on me in dreams!

In the nightmare, I was alone in the woods somewhere when I spotted a black panther. It sat with its back towards me and a small cub at its side. I was terrified, of course. I didn’t want to run and encourage it to chase me, but I knew that the second I moved, even slowly, it would notice me. Yet I couldn’t just sit there either, so I got up and began to walk down a narrow dirt path. The further I got, the more I dared to pick up my pace. Next thing I know there’s a baby donkey or pony or something like that running alongside me. There were a few things actually, all some kind of small horse or maybe deer. I didn’t want to stop and look. They scared the shit out of me but it gave me hope that if the panther was going to go after anything it would be them. Then suddenly it turned pitch black and I couldn’t see where the hell I was going.