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This morning I was reading the paper at the kitchen table and this guy was sitting staring at me waiting for the comics section or something. I don’t like snakes, but they apparently like me because they wait for me at the bottom of the stairs off the deck and at the bottom of the front steps going into the house. I’ve had a snake visit me on the deck while I was doing some painting. But this snake was just a little weird.

He sat their watching me for over 5 minutes, time enough to fetch the cat (who seemed bored), my son (who wanted to go out and catch it) and three different cameras. One of which was video. I even opened the screen door and he just started at me. My son eventually ran out on the deck and scared him away. I just know the next one is going to be in my house. And I am not even going to start on the weird number of birds that have tried to fly into my windows when I am driving and fly into the glass of windows I am sitting next to at the house. I am not paranoid, much. But this is getting a bit much.

And to top it off, I just get a jury duty summons for the Superior Court. I’ve been twice to jury duty, the first time to judge a car accident with injuries. All I can say about that is, don’t assume that just because the light is green you are safe to enter the intersection. Apparently a good part of the population thinks that if you get hit, you caused the accident because you were stupid enough to believe the green light was indicating it was your turn to drive. The second jury duty I got out of because the doctor accused of wrongdoing had delivered my son and was the only one to suggest the intense pain I was having might have been my gallbladder. Which it was and I ended up getting it removed.

I don’t dislike jury duty, it is just that it scares me that when they say you are being judged “by a jury of your peers”, that my peers might just be morons.

Which is actually old news and new news.  I have to go back on synthroid to try to shrink my benign colloid nodule and secondarily to treat the Hashimoto’s disease.  I had been on synthroid in college and post college for a goiter, but who knows back in ‘84.  The goiter could have been a nodule or some small marsupial taking up lodging in my thyroid.  Funny that my diagnosis history is old history now.  No, there wasn’t bloodletting back then.  Sometimes I feel so old.  Okay, most of the time I seem so old.  Anyway, one of the side effects of synthroid is hair loss which is one of the side effects of hashimoto’s and old age for that matter.  So, I plan on joining the Hair Club for Women.  Which in my case is wearing my hair in a ponytail as kind of a female version of the comb-over.  At least that is my plan.  My hair might have other plans.  I already have hair loss which I thought wouldn’t bother me, but being human it does.

I found a stash of photos of my kids that I don’t have in my photo albums yet.  What a great bounty!  Such cute pictures, I am glad I took every one of them.  In hindsight, I wish I had taken more pictures of my son playing video games.  Since he is so into video games, I wish there was more pics of him with games.  He would love that.

Over a year ago, I started writing a children’s book for little kids, a kind of read-to-me storybook.  It is fully written, and I’ve storyboarded it (don’t know if that is the term that is used for books).  I finished maybe one-fifth of the illustrations and then I got stuck/burntout.  Just lately I’ve picked it up again and that is all I want to do is work on it.  There are all kinds of places where you can self-publish books online…. just one copy or a bunch.  If I finish it, and I really hope I do, I think it will be good.  I know nothing about the publishing world.  But at least if no one else likes it, I can publish a couple of copies for my own enjoyment.

I found the most fabulous victorian house!  If you were a little kid growing up and said to yourself “someday I am going to live in a mansion”…. this would be the house.  It looks like something the little girl book character Madeline would live in.

I’ve been looking at houses lately.  Part of the reason I’m looking is because we are so grown out of this one (as much as I love it) that it has become uncomfortable.  The other part of the reason I am looking at homes is because I am considering getting a real estate license and it would be really nice to know the neighborhoods better if I decide to become a realtor.

Anyway, back to the house.  It needs a super amount of work before someone could live in it full time.  And it is about 40 miles away from where my husband works.  But it could be the most amazing summer home ever.   Is it wrong to have a summer home that costs almost as much as your primary residence?  I wish there was a way that I could make that amount of money quick!  I don’t have any good organs to sell on the black market, except maybe a kidney.  I am so  jealous of people who through inheritance or hard work (whatever that is) can just reach into their pocket and pull out a wad of cash to buy stuff.  $265,000 isn’t really that much money when you think about it.  Maybe somebody would give me a part in their movie.  Anybody out there need a 40 something actress who can play the crazy lady next door? If so, I am your woman.

So, if you have a big pile of cash just sitting…. let me know.  I would put it to good use.