Thought I would do some writing while I’m waiting for my misting fan to be delivered. That should definitely help keep me cooler on the treadmill. I swear if there’s any time I do wish it was winter it’s when I’m working out or sleeping.

Ordered a tea sampler of different kinds of black tees on Amazon, the adorable rat tote with a picture of a young Berkshire rat on it, plus my Amberen. Fatigue has definitely been picking up so that’s why I’m getting the Amberen. It’s a miracle that I got in an hour on the treadmill with how tired I’ve been so far today. I had a second cup of coffee and that seemed to perk me up a bit but it’s short-lived.

The first perfume atomizer from the perfume subscription I joined should arrive at the end of the week.

Now to catch up on dreams. I had some dream about dust blowing in through the wall outlets. At first, I was confused as hell and had no idea where it was coming from. But then I looked out the window and saw that the park had cut down tons of trees and the dust was coming from that.

Then I had some dream of discovering on the phone that Tammy had left a message a while back. So I decided to check other devices to see if there were messages I’d missed from others.

In another dream, it was nighttime and Becky was walking by a room I sat in with the door open carrying a glass of ice water. I said something like, “You’re having ice water?”

She heard me but she looked annoyed and refused to answer me. Instead, she went into the room next door.

I got up and knocked on the door, worried that she might have gotten the wrong idea and feeling the need to explain myself. I pushed the door open and the room was dark yet I knew she and Sarah were in there. First I called to Sarah and then I called to Becky who said, “Yeah?”

I told her that when I asked if she was having water I didn’t mean to sound judgmental but that something or another was a sign of hypothyroidism so be sure to get help if she felt cold or tired.

Then I started dragging an artificial tree out of the room. It was heavy and I kind of hoped they’d volunteer to help but they didn’t.

Speaking of her my sister and nieces, who the hell are they to question what I post? Really, just who the fuck do they think they are? I have just as much right to post what I want just like they have a right to post what they want. I feel like others expect me to censor what I post to their taste and approval but they can share whatever they want without taking anyone into consideration. Well, fuck that! If they’re not going to be considerate enough to use the custom audience feature, why should I? Why should I care about anyone’s feelings if they’re not going to care about mine? From now on I’m not blocking anything unless it’s something that I post for a specific individual and not because I worry about their poor little fragile feelings.