Written last night:

I slept OK the night before last, but shitty last night and am tired as hell. My nose is still pretty stuffy. Just wondering how long it's going to be before it gets back to normal — well, normal for Florida anyway. Even Tom was experiencing some allergies yesterday. He mostly had a dry, itchy eye. Still having a weird feeling in my neck, too. Gonna try to give it until the first of the month and then decide what to do from there.

We ramped the CPAP up to 7, so that's almost halfway between 4 and the 11 or so it usually maxed out at. If this keeps up, I'm going to be worried that something up there is forcing me back into the chipmunk zone, knowing I can't just up and get a mouthguard. Then again, if air can't get through my nose, I guess the pressure doesn't really matter much. Starting to really think that my problems with breathing issues in my sleep are much more about allergies than sleep apnea. I'm not saying I don't have sleep apnea, but if I had it to the point where it could affect me, why so late in life? Yeah, I'm getting older, but I've been fat for decades now. I have a feeling I'm going to wake up struggling to breathe again. My nose is still a bit stuffy, too.

I'm also starting to wonder if the CPAP has even been helping at all (Tom thinks it has, though). Maybe it only seemed to be helping because my nose wasn't too bad since I started using it. But now that I slacked off on the nasal spray, it's an issue even with the CPAP blowing air up my nose. So this definitely makes me wonder. Right now, I feel like I've been kicked back to April when I last had this problem, right before getting the CPAP. 

If only we could just get back to a dry climate! Being able to sleep and breathe would be worth the colder weather…until whatever’s cursing my sleep found another workaround. Would I be able to go back to sleeping with nothing again if we could, though? I sure would love to find out, but I have a feeling I never will. I just don't see us ever having enough money to move. We simply couldn't get enough for this place, no matter what the economy was.

Tom was saying that you never know what surprises might come up in life, and how life is full of surprises, pointing out the unexpected recession that hit out of the blue and then COVID, which actually helped us get out of Cali a lot sooner than originally expected. Yeah, but these surprises happen something like once a decade. So the next time we're surprised, we're likely to be close to having one foot in the grave. We may not be antiques, but we're getting up there, so it's not like we have 20 or 30 years to make the move.

I've only heard a few faint dings from the new wind chime so far. Unless it's storming, it's not as windy in the summer here as in the winter. We did have a storm earlier, but it just rained. There wasn't any wind or thunder. Must have been lightning somewhere, though, because the power was off for a second. Allergies, power failures, storms, a non-stop parade of planes, the snowbirds returning in six weeks — it gets old. I just try to remind myself that if we could move, I'd only be trading this in for sonic booms and barking. Plus, we'd be in something the size of Jesse's place, which would be half the size, and this place is small enough. I also don't want to give up having two bathrooms because guys take so damn long in the bathroom for some reason compared to women.

Here I was thinking all this time that if Jade really was haunted, the spirit had vanished or decided it no longer liked me or wanted to communicate, but it turns out that the EMF reader crapped out. I'm thinking of getting a kit with dousing rods and a pendulum at some point. Again, I don't know if I have this particular talent in the psychic world as opposed to premonitions and a few other things, but I wouldn't mind experimenting and seeing what happens — that is, assuming we really do live on somehow after death in the first place.

Got next year's calendar. Even though I'm not a big fan of dogs, dogs are the theme for next year because I thought it had the cutest pictures for the best deal. It's usually animals, flowers, or beaches I go with. This year was a variety of animals. I'm way too tired to proofread and post this tonight, so I'll do it in the morning.

Oh, I almost forgot to write down what dreams I remember. I'm definitely not remembering as many dreams as I used to, but I had a dream that Ruth died. Knowing that there have been a few times someone showed up in my dreams just for me to learn they recently died, I jumped online to see if I could find anything, but nothing came up. I don't think she even lives in Florida anymore. I think she's up in Connecticut with Polly and her kids, although Philip is probably still down here. If she's still alive, she can't have too much longer to go. She's got to be well into her 80s by now.

Written today:

Tom tested the EMF reader, and it's working with some things, but not the dolls. Jade seems to have stopped being communicative after we switched out the ceiling fan, and I'm wondering if the old one was why she was so active before. The only thing that doesn't make sense with that theory is the fact that none of the other dolls sitting on the same dresser were active before. So I don't know what to think.

Slept better last night, but my AHI score still isn't under 5. It was 7.2 last time. I had mild breathing issues and ended up on my back at one point during my sleep. I didn't snore, but air escaped my mouth, so I don't want to ramp the CPAP anymore.