Still no sign of "vistors"

Yes! I haven't hear anyone walking through the backyard. Or any more "comments." Of course I have cleared the backyard of enough dead weeds that I wouldn't be able to unless they walked in the corners or such I have no idea what to do with the old window frames and other "industrial waste" that Daddy stacked up The dogs next door bark all the time at night, so that's not really a clue.

I have always been a bit paranoid since an "incident" with a former coworker. One of my cats was diagnosed with FIP when I got her. The vet said that she might have a chance since he had bought a lifetime supply of a pill that was used to treat small pox and was useful for FIP but was no longer in product. That cat cost me over a $1000.00. She is worth every penny. I love her. However as I waited for her to die, I kept her in isolation for three months..I also use to take for walks on a leash late at night at this time period (vet's advice) (clothed). I would visit her naked, play with her, feed her, all in the nude. Then I would walk across the hall spraying beach water on my steps to kill the virus and take a shower. Unfortunately I told my coworkers. One of them turn out to be a sexual deviant. One day as I was visiting the dieing cat (who is now six and perfectly healthy) I looked out the window. Out there in the backyard was the shadow of a man wearing black clothes and a black ski mask. I screamed and the man fled. That was the last of playing naked with the cat. She was let out, didn't die. I never called the police, I was hyper focused on the cat (ADD). Took a couple of years for that to even occur to me. Eventually, I figured out It was one of the guys I worked with, Word had leaked that he had sexual problems, and that was why he was divorced, why his son hated him, why he couldn't get a good job. Eventually he was fired from my work for making inappropriate comments to the under aged girls coworkers. You would think a six foot brick wall would be enough.

Soon , I Will Be Living In The Backyard

Ohh, the things I was going to do today. . . but that was before the washer crapped out. I'm repairing for returning to the gym, (three months of not going and six pounds on my stomach and inner thighs),; i.e. getting the cat pee out of my large towel and I realize that while the washer filled up with water, it didn't do anything else. Bail out as much water as I can. 2nd plan: rinse towel out in laundry sink and squeeze out as much water as possible. Going along splendid, and then realize towel was getting brown on it from walls of sink. Damn! Gave up and proceeded to third plan: get up at two and watch Perseid meteorite shower. Did so, was beautiful and silent out. Stay out for 37 minutes. Saw a grand total of FIVE. Double damn. Have decided to wait a bit on getting the washer fixed or replaced, am quite short on money. So washed tomorrow's clothes in a pail and am now drying them.

I am so short on money because I did jury duty. Three days it took them to pick a jury with two alternatives. I was the last of 40 people in the pool, and I was the only one that didn't go into the box. It was a dental malpractice case. The dentist was being sued because the daughter (not of age yet, I think) had her wisdom teeth removed three years ago and experience numbness, top and bottom on the right side of her tongue.Unless the lawyer can prove the Dentist did something wrong while injecting her, I don't think they will win. Consent forms spell out the possible side effects. In fact, there was one woman on the jury (and booted off for that reason by the suers lawyer) who had her wisdom teeth out and she was numb on one side for a whole year.. Three of the jurors have had Bell's Palsy. And I know this because the lawyers ask them all, individually the same questions over and over. I was hard put to stay awake, and hear them.

I also have to go to the doctor Friday. More money gone. I don't think I can pay all of my bills. Oh well. Utilities come first.