My Brain in Print

I wonder how I ended up with my new “accidental” Facebook friend. But of course, so does she. Apparently she doesn’t remember adding me. She says my name just popped up saying I’d accepted her friend request and doesn’t know how it happened. Yeah, that’s Facebook and its glitches for you. She also said she’d understand if I wanted to delete her, but I don’t mind new friends. As I always said, as long as I can be accepted as I am and no one tries to control, change or manipulate me in any way, you’re welcome to be a part of my life. My blog view count has been unusually high today making me wonder if it really does count outsiders after all. It usually only gets 2-6 hits a day, but today I got 14 hits.

I’m at 0.26% for space so I guess it’s safe to say it’ll be many years before I fill this blog up, even though I’ve been writing like crazy. Especially since hitting writer’s block with the stories. Or maybe I just got bored with it and maybe a little discouraged too, due to lack of sales. Nah, I don’t think I got discouraged. Remember, I was writing long before I became published. I think I’m just having a downtime with that. Happens to the best of us.

Andy said the house next to where he lives got a new dog that wouldn’t shut up yesterday. He asked some girl (though I don’t know why he didn’t go to her himself and assume he must have his reasons) to go talk to the owner and could hear the conversation from his window. The woman said she was training the mutt and that it barks indoors as well. Then after a couple more minutes it was taken inside and hasn’t been back out since. I guess another neighbor who’s dating a cop threatened to call the cops if it continued as well.

Why can't the west be a little more like the east and why can’t it be that easy for me to get results when I complain on someone for allowing their dogs to bark??? If that were out here, the girl would've refused to get involved. Furthermore, it’s unlikely that anyone would call the cops or even threaten to, and had that dog owner been like most people here, she would either go off on anyone who complained, or she would've made some lame excuse like the Jes pest did and say there was nothing she could do about it. Lastly, the dog never would've seen the inside of her house in the first place, nor would it ever in the future.

Tom did some more sorting of stuff in the shed and got a great idea to grab some plastic storage bins from Wal-Mart each week. It’s a great idea cuz boxes break down, are flimsy, and bugs can get in them easier. It’s not just good for outdoor tools and whatnot, but for inside things as well. Even though we’ll probably have more space overall at the next place, I doubt it will have built-in drawers in its bedroom closets. So we could use these containers for things like office supplies and even some of the dolls I may not care to display but want to hang on to for now.