Written last night…

I couldn’t even go 2 weeks before the anxiety returned. It returned on the 30th. It’s only been about 12 days. It was after I took an 88, the second one of the week. It will be interesting to see if I have the same problem on Friday when I take the third and last 88 of the week, and also if I’m better tomorrow with just a 75.

There I was stupidly thinking my body had gotten used to three times a week. Of course there are still other causes but this is just ridiculous. Just fucking ridiculous. I’m not going to spend the rest of my life suffering on and off from this shit. I’m just not. If death is the only way to end it in a few years, then so be it.

The annoying honker across the street is on his way out! The day before yesterday he was out all day and then honked in (twice) after 9. This morning he got the ugly black trailer he owns and stores somewhere and loaded the motorcycle into it. Then he was out all day again. I was hoping he’d hit the road later on, wanting to take off at night when there would be less traffic but our guess is that they’ll pull out early in the morning. So the end of the month really meant the end of the month. I was hoping he’d leave a few days early but I should have figured as much.

We bought another golf course. They have a few extra ones that don’t come free with the game. They’re $3 each. He bought one a week ago and I bought one tonight. His is called Sweettopia and has a lot of colorful cakes and candies. Mine has a garden theme and it’s pretty with butterflies fluttering about. We can invite each other to play the games but he can’t hunt for balls in courses I buy even though he can still see them. Same goes for me. I can’t gather balls from courses he’s purchased.

I lost to him earlier by just one stroke. That’s the closest I’ve ever come. I swear someday I really will beat him, LOL.

Written today…

We went to that ice cream shop. A young girl and guy were tending it, music blasting, of course. I swear they need to ban music from restaurants and stores! Sick of this shit everywhere we go. Even some doctors’ offices. Anyway, he got a cookies and cream milkshake and I got a caramel sundae.

Today is the exact opposite of yesterday. Where yesterday I was anxious, even after taking two CBD gummies, today I feel great. I don’t get it. I just don’t.

Having a thunderstorm which is always nice to listen to. I don’t think it would have woken me up if I were asleep. It’s audible, but nothing earth-shattering.

The trailer is still in the driveway across the street, but no truck. It left in the early afternoon. He and I disagree as to what’s going on. I’m starting to think they already left, but decided to leave their toys in the trailer since they couldn’t put the motorcycle and the golf cart in their lanai much less their house. The flag is down and their windows have been shut.

He says I’m a lunatic, LOL, and they’re just delayed because tornadoes are going through the southeast. Well, we’ll see if they come honking back in later on. Either way, I’m just glad to be rid of the motorcycle for a handful of months. One down, one to go. Now I just have to see if I can get enough sleep to survive the peak storm season here.

Another thing we disagree on is whether or not the guy in the UK should be penalized as he has been with over 100 hours of community service for a mean tweet about an old soldier that just died. He thinks he deserved what he got. I say that yes, it was mean, but it’s only words and if you don’t like it, don’t read it. Why do people torture themselves by following and reading people that offend them anyway? If you’re that sensitive, you shouldn’t be on the Internet. I’m just surprised the UK would do that. It’s definitely something the US would do, though, which is why I’ve been very careful with what I share publicly. Too many crazy lawmakers out there these days. There always have been, but it’s been getting worse.