Journey to the Center of the Earth is the newest golf course. It's not the greatest, but it's pretty cool. I like the rise and fall of the water in the caves and how you have to wait for the water level to drop before you can hit the ball on some of the holes. Plus the crystal caves and huge glowing mushrooms. 

It totally fucking figures that this state sees a huge jump in new residents over the last couple of years. Well, of course it did! I'm here so why wouldn't the population skyrocket? Why does everyone want to go where I want to go? 

This rat may never like people in the way Tinkerbell, Blondie, Little Buddy, and Scuttles did but she's getting a little better. I took her in her little carrier and placed her on the bed and lay down next to it. She came out and climbed on me and around the bed a bit. She's faster than me, though, so I have to be careful not to lose her. She wouldn't be easy to get back at this point. I don't know that I’ll ever be able to trust her to have much freedom but maybe one of these nights I can let her run around loose in the bathroom or something and see how she does. 

The last couple of days I've had decent energy and I'm starting to wonder if it's because I was skimping on my vitamins to make them last longer and save money. Seems a little too easy but anything is possible. I'll keep taking full doses and see what happens. I've been having watermelon too which they say is good for brain power and energy. 

I had a dream Termite Tammy left a comment on my blog. I can't see her doing that at this point in life unless she believed she was being “provoked” somehow but I know how to ignore anyone I don't want to hear from. 

Later...

10:10?! I couldn’t believe it when Alexa told me that was the time when I awoke from my nap. I hope that isn’t going to cause my schedule to jump too fast, and I still have storms to worry about interfering with my sleep between now and the end of next month too. I appreciate that I feel better since 5 hours isn’t enough sleep, but I was supposed to get up for the last time at around 8. Not after 10.

During the long nap, I dreamt we moved. The place was bigger but I’m not surprised since most places are. It seemed old and weird, though. There was an ugly giant black pot built into the middle of the kitchen. It was 3 or 4 feet in diameter and about 4 feet high. Tom was boiling a bunch of potatoes in it that seemed to float. When I came into the kitchen and found him doing this, I was like, “How the hell are we gonna get all that water out of there?” and he assured me there was a drain.

For the fourth day, not that I’m complaining, I’ve heard way fewer planes. I could get used to it too.

Fitbit has become a bit of a pain to log in to. So I’m thinking I’ll do what I did when Aly was alive and tweet a random nature or animal pic when I wake up. She used to like it when I did that so she knew when I would be around. I like to remember when I get up for scheduling appointments and just things in general. So I will have gotten up about 5 to 10 minutes before I tweet the pic since I first liked to use the bathroom and take my thyroid pill.

Tinkerbella now begs at her door when she sees me cooking. Too cute! She's getting a little playful, too. Rats will wrestle with your hand like kittens and puppies do.