Sunday, January 21, 2018

We went to Target earlier and I saw a collection of small fake flowers and cacti that I would have loved 20 years ago. Maybe in the next house since I plan to have a more “grown-up” theme of decor at that time for variety’s sake.

I ended up getting a couple of color-changing nail polishes. One is pink and turns purple when your body temperature is cooler or like if you run it under cold water. The other is yellow and turns orange in cooler temperatures. Just going outdoors will darken the colors. It’s been so cold the last couple of days!

I also got a large, colorful bath bomb that says it has a surprise inside. That oughta be interesting, though my guess is that it’s a tiny plastic toy I’ll have no use for in the shape of an animal of some kind.

Didn’t get much else there other than toothpaste and some treats. Decided not to stop anywhere else either. That’s what having money does to you. Once you accumulate so much shit, not much is new and exciting anymore. You don’t feel like you just have to have this or that because you’ve already got so much shit. I don’t need or want any more clothes, jewelry, shoes, knickknacks, perfume, makeup or anything else right now. I’ve definitely got way more than I need, LOL. I just want my doll! It’s early Monday morning in China now so it should be close.

The short story I shared on a site for writers that Mitch recommended to me and that I don’t plan to publish, has nearly 200 views and a handful of positive feedback. No one had anything negative to say yet and someone was kind enough to catch a discrepancy in character ages for me. You have the option of receiving comments and critiques, just comments, or nothing at all. I chose the first option.

The kitchen smart switches have really turned themselves into dumb switches. I don’t know why they’ve gotten so unreliable but I’m having to turn the lights on and off manually which kind of sucks. I guess it’s not all bad, though, as with the switches you just tap them. They’re not toggle switches. We have about four different brands throughout the house and this particular brand (I’m not sure what it is) really sucks.

It’s a shame to see so many things pop up that I really could have used in the past. Like some of the amazing bikinis they have these days. Why couldn’t they have existed when I was young and skinny? And why couldn’t self-driving cars have been a thing back when I was single?

Other than a burst of daily landscaping and annoying planes circling round and round, it’s been a cold but peaceful day.

I noticed a rather uncanny pattern and I wonder if it means anything. I always thought it was rather interesting that the dates that my parents, siblings and myself were born are in two different groups. A group of two and a group of three. The days we were born are 4, 5 and 6, and then 9 days later, 15 and 16. No one has a birth date that isn’t adjacent to someone else’s birth date.

But where the pattern gets really interesting is that so far we have a string of death dates forming a group of three, just like with birthdates. My parents and brother died on the 22, 23 and 24. I then began to wonder if all the death dates, including the two pending ones, are of the same pattern only in reverse. This means that if you go back 9 days from the 22nd you’ve got the 13th. Adjacent to that is the 12th, forming the group of two to go with the group of three.

Can’t find a pattern with years, but here’s another possible pattern with months. I wrote the numbers 1-12 in a circle like on a clock. I made two “clocks.” Only the numbers represent months instead of hours. On one clock I colored in the numbers representing the months we were born which are January, April, June, August and December.

On the other clock, I colored the three months my parents and brother died which were February, September and December. When I colored in the months of April and August and then merged the two clocks, it lined up perfectly when I matched the pattern based on the spacing between the numbers that were colored.

So does this mean my sister and I may die on April 12, April 13, August 12, or August 13?

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