I’m a little tired today because thunder shorted my sleep by an hour or so. Yeah, these afternoon/evening storms are coming in the morning lately when I happen to be asleep. Gee, what an amazing coincidence, right? So I’m wondering just how tired I’m going to be when I meet with Helen tomorrow and even more so with the GYN the next day.

I felt weird at times today and yesterday. I’m not exactly anxious and my heart isn’t racing, but I feel something that’s hard to describe. I don’t know if I’d say wired or on edge, but I hope it doesn’t have anything to do with the new dose. I also get so tired so easily at times. This is doing things that shouldn’t wear me out so easily and I wonder if I’m in such horrible shape or if there could be something up with my heart. And of course, there’s my thyroid and possible sleep apnea and maybe even chronic fatigue to wonder about. It’s so frustrating not knowing what’s sucking the energy out of me! Maybe someday I’ll find the answer, but I haven’t yet.

It’s been a quiet day today. I thought they’d go crazy with the motorcycles but they haven’t.

We’ve been moving to some shitty places in my dreams lately. I don’t know what would be worse…dreaming of living in wonderful places and waking up to wish it wasn’t just a dream or moving to these horrible places in the mainstream and usually with awful weather, too.

Last night, I dreamed we were so broke that he needed to look for full-time work, and for some bizarre reason, he decided we should go back and look in NorCal. Not the Sacramento area where we were, but way NorCal where it snowed.

As we were traversing scattered patches of snow while running errands, I told him we ought to call the park here and tell them we were in California since we still have our house here. I complained that it was all a dumb idea, and we should at least consider a cheaper state if we were going to do this.

Then we stepped into the house we were renting and the landline in it was ringing. I answered the phone to find Gloria Estefan on the other end. She asked me how things were going, as if we were friends and I said, “Well, I would rather be back in Florida.”

Then I woke up and later napped for a couple of hours and had a very long, vivid dream. The kind so detailed it makes me wonder if it was another dimension.

I got up one night in a small old one-story house we recently bought. Tom was in bed. Through the darkness, I reached for my phone and found an automated voice message from Mia. I laughed knowing it was because of something I signed up for which had generated it.

Then there were several messages from Andy which I thought was weird since we keep in touch with Messenger. I could barely make out a word he said because I could hear heavy static in some messages and blasting loud music in others. I wasn’t sure who I felt worse for; him for taking the time to leave me all the messages I couldn’t make out or me because I was so frustrated.

I put down the phone and stepped into the kitchen and tried to get Alexa to turn on the lights but she wouldn’t listen. So I stepped into the living room and tried to get the light on in there but she still ignored me, signaling that the Internet was out.

Next, I was aware of music playing and realized it was coming from close by. I thought I saw the flashing lights of a cop car when I observed alternating blue and red lights through the sides of the shade, but when I crept up to a single front window to the right of the front door, all I saw was a car parked in a somewhat wooded area across the street.

Then the wind started howling and I was surprised by the fierceness and suddenness of it and wondered if that was why the net was out. Then I glanced again out the same window and saw that the car was now gone.

The music was still playing and I peered out a set of double windows on the side near the front window I had been looking out. This was on the side opposite the bedrooms. I knew it was coming from the large two-story house just a few feet away on that side. I thought it wasn’t that bad for being a windy night but if it was calm outside, it might be annoying. Suddenly, I saw someone walking from the back of the house around to the side and quickly jumped back so they couldn’t see me.

A split second later, the wind stopped and it was daytime. I saw two young girls in their early 20s giggling and heading toward the car that was parked in the driveway. Their driveway didn’t run between our place but it was still close enough. I wondered why they were dressed in sleeveless sun dresses when it was chilly out.

After they left, I walked to the opposite wall on the other side of the house and looked out the window. There didn’t seem to be much to see at first. The grassy space between us and the other neighbor(s) appeared to be just wide enough for a car to drive through even though their driveway was on the other side of the house. Then I noticed something and my mood soured fast. There was not only a boat on a stand that was in this small section surrounded by a partial wooden fence that I knew would make quite a racket getting in and out, but a motorcycle as well. I thought how it was much closer to the bedroom in that house than where we used to live.

Tom then came walking into the living room, appearing energetic and in the good mood I wished I was in.