Back to Anti-Social World Wednesday

That sucks.  Well I'm happy I got to see Corinne and her husband.  And her sister and two dogs.  They are headed back to central Wisconsin today.  I'm just glad that my mom got to meet Corinne.  I knew they'd hit it off.  Unlike many of the people we worked with, Corinne had to deal with the real world and didn't have it nice like others did.  

I hate that I sound paranoid, but I wonder if there is a smoke alarm near our vent that would be for downstairs.  Yesterday, it seemed like the doors were slammed harder and we came home to an unlocked door.  When I went to get the mail, he left the door open.  I suspect my landlord called or texted to check his smoke alarm. I could be wrong but the monster is the monster. I have no idea what his deal is. I wish I knew where that damn beep was coming from.  We are now going on day 4 with it.  It was strange that it stopped for 2 days.  It's annoying.

Corinne showed me a website where you can watch MSNBC for free.  I'll watch Nicole Wallace and Lawrence O'Donnell.  I like some of their weekend shows but I'm good with less news.  And CNN?  I'll miss Jim Acosta but I won't miss the rude Republicans on their shows.  Sorry, Anderson.  I need to save a few extra dollars.  

I have to call another creditor and get their due date changed.  I'll be glad when things get started and I can figure out my new normal.  Cutting Sling TV was probably good timing since my next due date was the 5th of each month.

Ever get the weird feeling something may be coming and you're not sure what it is?  I feel like the lurker may be up to something.  Just a hunch.  I have to keep on keeping on and remind myself everything I'm doing is probably being watched.  Not a great way to deal with my daily life, but it's what I do.  Survive.

I hope the good humans have a good day.  

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