Easy in 2020s

Well, that was easy. Just did a survey on the job site that asked if I’m still happy in Florida.

No.

Do you feel at home in Florida?

No.

Do you want to move to another state?

Yes.

Do you want to live in another state?

Yes.

Seriously, we’re so out of here! Don’t have a choice anymore, although that’s just fine with me. I’m ready to go for a variety of reasons, though politics has little to do with it. We did it, tried it, lived it, and just don’t like it.

As I’ve said before, I don’t mind the humidity, but my nose sure does. Woke up in the middle of my sleep to pee and couldn’t get back to sleep because my nose was so fucking stuffy I could barely breathe out of it. I was up for a couple of hours before I was finally able to go back to sleep. I took Claritin, not thinking it would help much, but it did.

I did some research on potential allergens where I used to live and where we may live. In Auburn, when I was having sneezing fits, it said that oaks, pines, and cedars could cause it along with ragweed. I suspect Ragweed was responsible because we didn’t have much of that where we ended up in Citrus Heights, and I didn’t have the sneezing fits there. It was like how I was allergic to something in Phoenix but not Maricopa when we lived in Arizona.

I compared Texas and New Mexico, and it looks like New Mexico would be better. A little worried about it affecting my TMJ, but that’s easier to deal with than this shit. It’s also a liberal state that has Death with Dignity. Again though, we’re keeping our eyes and minds open to various possibilities, and nothing is etched in stone yet. It could be several months. If it was up to me, we’d be out of here before September when the hurricanes pick up again. As a psychic, I have every reason to trust my feelings that say that within the next few years, this house may not be demolished but will definitely sustain wind damage that would be pretty costly to fix. Knowing that things typically take us longer than planned, it could be a year or two.

Tom and I couldn’t agree with each other more on the fact that it’s just as wrong to enshrine abortion into a state’s constitution as it is to ban it because it’s a fucking medical decision. Medical decisions should never be laws up for debate as to whether or not they should be banned or enshrined but be between the patients and the doctors. I mean, what are they going to do next, enshrine the fucking flu shot?

I have a surprising amount of energy, despite the break in my sleep. So, we went to Publix where I grabbed some fruit and pina colada. It’s still super humid out there, even though we’re already a week into November. Not sure I remember being this humid this late in the year.

I had one dream where Tom lost some mobility in his elbow and another where we might have been in the middle of moving somewhere. The thing is, we were in this place that seemed to be temporary, and it wasn’t an apartment but it wasn’t a hotel either. It had a bedroom besides a living room, a bathroom, and a kitchen, and was a lot like the Siesta Suites we stayed at in Scottsdale when we were between Phoenix and Maricopa.

I commented to Tom about being surprised that the room next to us had remained vacant that long but was planning to sleep in another room further away as soon as it was occupied. Then a woman and a man who managed or might have even owned the place were talking to us and two other couples. One was white, and the other was black. The black guy used the bathroom in our room, and as he passed by, I said hi to him. He glanced at me but didn’t say anything back.

I didn’t seem to be too distressed or nervous, so whatever was going on didn’t bother me, and I don’t think either of these dreams mean anything.

I sure hope Tom’s elbow will be okay. He’s had problems with it in the past, but that was a few years ago.

Lastly, I had a dream that someone asked me if I believed in reincarnation and I said no. Then they asked what I thought would happen if it did exist, and I said, “Well, given that there are so many countries, I’ll probably go to another country and not remember any of the states I lived in here.”