Fiddlesticks!, I had less than a page written of an entry so far, and some how I deleted it all because of my fingers on my right hand hitting the RIGHT keys! I hate that when that sort of thing happens, believe me. Now I have to rewrite everything and my mind does not remember anything I have written so far…VERY FRUSTRATING!!!
I thought, to begin my day, something totally different from what I wrote in the entry that got deleted I would take a few minutes to write before my afternoon gets busy. I still have to take a shower and get ready to leave for an appointment at 1:30 p.m. and my ride is picking me up at 1 p.m.. I did NOT write this at all in the first but now deleted entry! But before I go on with my day, I had to watch my two hours of Murder, She Wrote program and wait until 11 a.m. to take a quick shower and get dressed. Right now I am in my pajamas still and wanting to not go anywhere really but I am going to be fitted for silver ring splints today for the three fingers of my right hand that seem to cause so trouble now and then. But then, after I get home this afternoon, I can spend more time on my computer here on line – hopefully…really depends on the weather really. Right now the weather looks a little bit iffy and we never know when a storm will hit us next. Right now, taking a few minutes of my time on line to write an entry, I thought that since my mind is waking up and very fresh, I would start out my day with an entry…probably a long one at it too, since I have over a half an hour before my allotted time to hop in the shower. No man here shall not have any googley eyes and thinking about a woman taking a shower…NOT ALLOWED WITH THIS YOUNG LADY! LOL
Last night I did not get to bed as early as I wanted to. I do know, or at least remember anyway, watching Matlock at 11 p.m. but never saw the ending of it. That happens a lot. I missed the ending or the whole just of the show because I was so tired. I do remember waking up having to run to the bathroom and I almost did not make it because I had to go to the bathroom so badly. Also, I remember my Emilee Cuddles being frightened about something. While I was listening to music, I had glanced outdoors into the night and saw a light light up the whole sky but I did not hear any thunder. Emilee was slanking around as if she was frightened – like a storm brewing or something but she had calmed down before I had fallen asleep. Right now she is catnappin’ on the back of the recliner by the AC and she seems content and comfortable. I personally think that there was heat lightning last night and she was frightened of it. I did not hear any thunder or anything like rain and I do know that there was no such aircraft that lights up the whole sky like what I saw last night. Oh well, I was pretty tired at that time.
I am planning on coming back later this afternoon, if the weather allows it, and write some more in my journal here. I do not have anything else to do or go today after my appointment. I do, however, have to do the dishes and clean a spot off my livingroom floor. I have a pile of papers in one spot that need to be taken care of or thrown out. I will do that if the weather is foul and stormy. It does look like it is going to be an okay kind of day but you never know for sure about weather until it is practically on top of you sometimes, rigiht? I have this thing with weathermen telling of weather happenings when they are not even close sometimes. I do not take to stock what is said to me anymore and live from day to day with what I can see and do from now on. I have nothing against the people who are weathermen as a person but as a weatherman, I take it not so seriously anymore. It is like living here at Teamster Manor Apartments with forty-nine tenant apartments and one manager apartment, where there are people who love to tell stories and say things that are not true and if they are true, they are exagerated or something. When I first moved in here, some tenants thought that I was a cripple and another cripple and retard was moving in here, plus also another young one was moving in here. I am glad that I was not told this until a few months ago because if I heard it when it first happened, I would have bawled my head off and became a hermit in my apartment…not leaving my place unless I really had to. Oh my goodness, I have gotten off beat here, but who cares, right?, LOL
It has been fairly quiet around here so far this morning. No surrounding noises are even heard right now and the tenants on this floor do go out quite often at this end of the third floor. Anyway, I will be leaving about 1 p.m. to get to my appointment and then those tenants who live for other people’s business will be wondering who has left the building and why and if they can pinpoint the apartment door that has been closed and locked, they know who the person is. How comical is that? I think it is really dumb and stupid. At my friend G’s birthday gathering last night, the manager, friend, neighbor, and adoptive Mom, and those at the party were talking about other people and their so-called whims in this place. I too, not to be nosy or questioning someone’s whereabouts, I have a trained ear of who comes and goes past my apartment door just by how they walk, talk, etc… There are times, though, I do listen to the conversations in the hallway, but I don’t take in stock what is said. I do, however, have a next door neighbor who is lazy and always gone babysitting, and she reminds me of a woman who does not knoow the real meaning of hard work or work altogether. She is, in the least, one person who has caused one of my friends, who just moved from here, a life considering a living hell. I do not usually use swear words in my entries, but expressing the truth with that word is not really swearing, is it? Now I wish this neighbor would just leave thiis place. My world would be better myself. I can not sleep in my own bedroom because the walls are so thin that I can hear her snoring every night as if she was in the same apartment as mine and every now and then I can hear her getting up and about to the bathroom. That is how thin the walls are here. I do not plan on moving out either because otherwise I am very happy here. This place is mine now and I never had a place of my very own before. What I mean by that is with all the apartments I have lived in, this apartment is the only place I have been able to consider my own. I feel so comfortable in my place most of the time.
I do need to go now and get ready for my shower and day. Murder, She Wrote is almost over now and I have to get ready for my day yet. I will not be able to get back on my computer until after I get back from my appointment at 1:30 p.m. I do hvae nine minutes left at least anyway. Time doeos fly when you are having fun anyway. Good bye for now. I will write more later today if the weather permits it.
