Saturday, June 13, 2020

Yesterday evening I was sitting here when all of a sudden, I heard a loud shriek. Guess which kiddies are back? Yeah, Miss Melody has her grandanimals living here again from what I can tell. Yesterday evening it was screaming by on its bike. Today it was a scooter. You don’t bring that kind of shit here unless you’re living here. But being tight with the manager enables you to get away with shit for a while until enough complaints come in. None will be from me because they’re not right next door, and while the screaming is certainly annoying and not what I came to an adult community for, it’s not maddening like the loud car was. I’m sure that will make its return next. People get testy. I learned this in Phoenix. They’ll behave for a while and then they’ll slowly ramp up their old shit to see how much they can get away with the next time around.

Then at about 4, it got really dark all of a sudden, and we were hit with a surprise fast-moving thunderstorm. There was only one loud thunderclap but I’m glad I was awake. It rained hard but not for long.

A little further into the evening and my TMJ turned itself on like a switch. That’s when I started to look up self-help tips and found some jaw exercises that might be helpful. It figures that sleeping on your stomach is the worst position for TMJ since that’s my favorite position. The best is on your back but that’s my least favorite position. Sometimes I do flip over onto my back after I’ve been asleep for a while, though.

So why is it that my favorite everything seems to be bad for me somehow?

I also read that cold weather is bad for it. No wonder it was so much worse in Oregon! But why has it been worse these last few months? I did read something about weather changes and we’ve definitely been having some up-and-down weather lately. The temps have been like a roller coaster. We’ll drop from triple-digits to the seventies in just a few days.

I liked how I read that warm weather wouldn’t do you much good unless it could stay that way consistently. Well, Florida will do just that most of the time. :-) Couldn’t find any connection good or bad to humidity.

Got up shortly after 8 a.m. and there was an email from Dixie complaining that the park is complaining about the same shit they complained about us for. Yeah, it’s funny that all of a sudden, after all these years, one of her palm trees is suddenly blocking drainage. I guess she also thought some parts of her property were part of the park and not her responsibility. She’s also noticing it getting noisier with things opening up and says she’s having a hard time with Diane. I guess she’s giving her and one of her babysitters a hard time, plus she needs cataracts removed which may be more than she could handle. I know I’d be freaking out big-time if I ever needed any kind of eye surgery!

I told her about the paper masks we got on Amazon and that they were similar to what doctors and nurses usually wear and told her we had some to spare if she was interested. I ran down and gave her 4 from our 10-pack so she and Diane could each have a couple.

At 9:40 we set the bombs off for what will hopefully be the last time and went to Jack-in-the-Box. We left the pigs in the storeroom which we bombed the day before since their cage is so big and might be too smelly enclosed in a car. We put a divider in the middle to keep them from fighting.

I put the rat in the small white wired birdcage with the pink base and he rode in the backseat. He happily accepted the piece of cheesy burger bun and French fry I shared with him. To a rat, it’s like taking a dog out. It’s a fun adventure for them. The pigs might have been scared, though. We both agreed that even if we do decide to move by the ground when the time comes, they should be re-homed and not subjected to a long road trip. We feel they’d be much better off being taken in by a pet store and then adopted out to someone who wouldn’t mind having older guinea pigs. There are pet stores that will take any animal for any reason.

Adding vitamin C to Blitz’s food has helped but he still has a bit of a limp and I’m still not sure if he has a tumor or not. A male rodent’s balls tend to get large with age but one side of him seems a little too large.

We spent most of the time sitting in the carport since we don’t want to take chances in public unnecessarily, masked not, and don’t want to spend too much money either. The two hours we needed to be out of the house passed by quickly enough. We ate our food and played on our phones. I watched part of a movie, listened to audiobooks, and that sort of thing.

The only thing that bugs me in some of the Lifetime movies is certain stereotypes. Why is it always that you see a woman who’s fearful of being home alone because of whoever and never a guy? Why portray women as scared little wimps? Some are, of course, but not all are any more than all guys are tough.

Tomorrow I’ll be making homemade macaroni for the first time in the cooker. I would save it for our anniversary, but the milk is to expire tomorrow. Close enough, though.

After we got back and aired the place out, he began setting up the portable air conditioner in the bedroom. Well, first we got the doll out of the way and put her on the living room couch since we never “use” her anyway. She’s beautiful to look at, but $700 wasted. If I can’t magically transport Aly or me to visit each other, I wish I could at least teleport Suki to her!

So he put this thing in the window that the AC hose attaches to and at first I was like, are you kidding me? This thin little flimsy piece of plastic is all I’ve got between me and the motorcycles?

But he’s going to add layers of soundproofing material that we still have over it. The whole point is to save money by keeping the rest of the house warmer in the summer and cooler in the winter. The thing won’t pay for itself as just a backup alone.

I’m now relaxing with some merlot. decided I would drink every other week instead of every day. That way I don’t become addicted and it remains more of a treat that way.

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