Wow, I just may be leaving the furniture people a five-star review rather than a one-star review! They did get back to us about the broken cabinet and are going to send us another one. So we don’t have to return this one at all. Yes, you can tell where it’s broken but once we paint over it, it should look fine. It doesn’t even look that bad as it is and it’s a huge help in such a small kitchen. When we get the second one, I’ll probably use it mostly for office and art stuff.

I’m totally into the mint Moroccan tea-scented dangly I got. Got a variety pack on Amazon for the bedroom closet and it smells so good!

I haven’t been mentioning everything we got since we’ve gotten so much stuff, so here is a list of the basics even though I probably remember to mention some things.

Getting a new mouse for the old Mac I’m using on the treadmill tray.

Got a champagne-colored pillowcase for my body pillow.

Furniture risers to boost the headboard shelf up a few inches so we can make full use of the bookcase.

A food scale to replace our old ancient one which can also be used for mail.

A gutter scooper.

The third of three $5 tank tops I got. This one is black. So now I have black, red, and pink.

A waterproof holder for cell phones and a fob for when we go to the beach one of these centuries if we can ever get a free moment to get away.

Homeopathic decongestant pills which seem to help when my eustachian tube gets blocked.

A shoe rack to put over the closet door so I can have more floor space in there for storage totes.

A hook for my robe once the wallpaper is up. He has his on a hook that was on the door of the second bathroom.

New fluorescent bulbs for one of the lights in the kitchen as well as some others around the place.

A candle lighter as well as some long-nosed lighters we may need for whatever.

Silicone nose clips for swimming.

A sink drain basket that goes over the side of the sink. In case I didn’t mention it, the kitchen sink doesn’t have a disposal and I don’t want one either as they’re always a problem.

A tackle box to store my drilling supplies.

Now that I got a lot of shit that was piled on the kitchen table put away thanks to the new cabinet, I was all excited to set up my backlight and get on with my drilling just to be reminded that it has a USB plug. I don’t know where the adapter is for that at the moment. I can at least set up the tackle box for now.

Here we go again with messages not being answered and prescriptions not being called in. I can’t keep pushing them to do their fucking jobs. I hate to give up a doctor who understands that some of us really are sensitive to levothyroxine but I may have no choice if this incompetency continues.

I’ve been having so many dreams lately but instead of being long or detailed or anything that at least makes some kind of sense, they’ve been quick, senseless snippets. I woke up in the middle of my sleep to pee and mentally noted what dreams I had but forgot them when I finally got up for good. I did remember a few of the ones I had after getting up to pee, though. Some of them are too bizarre to even begin to put into words, but one of the ones I do remember was me looking at a picture of Mary G with what I knew to be her bestie. They were both dressed up in Halloween costumes and she had a goofy, almost wasted look on her face. I found the picture on social media, not that I give a shit what she’s up to these days or bother to look her up. But in the dream, I had a fleeting moment where I wished we were besties again until I remembered how she used me and falsely jumped to conclusions about me rather than confronting me first.

And then there was Stacey. Not the good one in California but the bitch in Arizona. Tom and I were living in a large condo building. She was living below us and while you couldn’t hear through the walls, you could hear through the floors easily. She lived beneath us and I could hear her on the phone telling someone how horrible menopause is. Understanding that kind of suffering all too well, a moment of sympathy came over me and I called down to her that I understood how rough it was and all that. I knew she heard me although she didn’t say anything.

I seem to be having a lot of rat dreams lately. We had a cage full of at least half a dozen baby rats that we were playing with. They were very energetic and it was a bit of a challenge to keep up with all of them.