"True Love Knows No Time

for time does not exist in true love, it is eternal," - sle.   Didn't write any yesterday.  The hot chocolate was OK, but the desserts weren't good to me.  Ths morning has been nice.  Sweet Pea is so wonderful and growing up so well.  Her stomach is hurting a little today, but is getting through it.  She was outside for awhile on the hammock under the patio.  Baby's stomach was getting worse, so gave her an ice pack, but she ended up calling her mother running for aomething at the auto store with the trash.  Takes two I guess.  Just hope it is a little gas or something.  Mom got home and is looking after her.  Attitude doesn't give someone a brain or makes them able to think.  That is what is wrong with trash.  A lot of trash has attitude but no substance.  Is something really a skill if you don't understand what you are doing, simply repeating what you have been taught?  Attitude doesn't seem to have common sense.  Think God sent this trash in my life for a reason.  Just trying to make it through it.  Don't think I can save the property, but hopefully, will be able to save a few dollars.  Just got to shake my head and make it through.  Changing sheets.  Sweet Pea got better after taking something and going to the bathroom for a long time.  We played some Crazy Ball.  A spronge type ball that bounces all around the place after hit.  Anyway, we play in front of the kitchen island.  She was wild for awhile, haha.  Was great seeing her feeling so good.  These kids, the grown ones, think they are so smart.  They can't understand right from wrong because everything they do is right and everything everyone else does is wrong.  Attitude.  They are so sophisticated and smart.  Not a degree between the two, yet, they are so smart.  Well, I can put up with trash but when they invade my home and try taking over.  And she is so blinded.  She don't know people as much as she think she does.  Why does she think they laugh at her so much?  She will believe trash, yet, not listen to family and love ones.  She knew more than her mother, too.  She never really listened to her mother, definitely, never learned anything.  One think most trash have in common, they have no feelings for anyone but themselves.  They only really think of themselves. She is that way.  Hope it never comes down to Sweet Pea or the trash, which it might soon, because Sweet Pea might lose.  Daylight savings time.  God, it is getting dark so soon.  Not even 7 o'clock and feels like midnight.  Think children are out the whole week for Thanksgiving.  I am out Wednesday.  Only go in tomorrow.  Am growing as a person more and more.  Ready to go out on my own.  The reason the trash bothers me so much, is that, he wants to run the place and he doesn't deserve it.  Not only did they steal from me, lie to me, and do everything their way, but they dont "deserve" it.  They cut a little grass and the trash has done some maintenance here, but not the amount they think.  Hell, one month rent would cover the work they have done here over several months, nearly a year.  They steal and take people's stuff who has paid for it for years and they have no concept of the fact of taking without asking.  Then, I am the one that can't communicate.  Haha.  They don't deserve anything that they are claiming.  Her mom didn't have the income to support half this household over the many years, about nine.  She doesn't understand the cost of mortgage, bills, groceries, and other costs for a house.  She just knows how to spend.  Which I do well, too, haha.  Waiting.  End of January. will be the pinnacle.  Downhill after that.  A new path through the valley.  Weighted today.  Didn't gain or lose anything over the last week or so.  The same.  Abs are developing and pouch is getting leaner, especially towards the top.  The core exercise I am doing is working.  I think the big thing is not so the weigh as inflammation.  Sure the weigh, in an indirect way, affects inflammation.  I could tell the difference in me playing the ball with Sweet Pea.  Still waiting to hear about my Ozempic.  Hope tomorrow.  God, how great a home this place could be.  But, I won't bow down to the trash, nor her.  This is my home.  As Russell Crowe said in Robin Hood, "A man's home is his castle."  Especially, after working so many years paying for it.  Funny, she didn't want to do succession because she didn't want to share with her brother, but eventually did, yet, she thinks I should feel comfortable sharing with her and the trash.  How ignorant can people be.  Watching, or listening to, The Lake House.  Boy, I could write all day long.  Sweet Pea.  Her and YouTude.  Seeing some new stuff in the movie I never saw before.  Happens when you do several things while watching a movie.  Am enjoying my long hair.  Think I look better.  Don't like pony tails.  Well, I never tried them, but don't think I will.  The long hair goes with my big ears.  Oh, it would be nice to find someone that could make life more meaningful.  I see so many people when I go get my hot chocolate.  Old, young, fat, thin, all shapes, but almost all have something in common, a look of lost or missing something.  Unsettled inside.  The workers, like almost like all workers, going through the motions.  Had to fill up Mr. Kenny's water.  Got the dishes started.  Sweet Pea, listening to YouTube while playing on her tablet.  So cute.  She can block out stuff so well.  Boy, seeing so much new in this movie.  Going to go and pull out my Flex2.  Waiting for the new life.  Oh, title first.  Good night and God bless.  Hang some garland in front of the living room TV.  Santa is on the kitchen island.  No fat belly.  Thinking now, maybe an omen for me.  I will get there.  No big belly.  Couple of times thought of when I will be in my new place with a swimming pool with 'women' laying around it.  The new stuff I am seeing in the movie.  "In time!"  Do like the title I came up with though it took some editing.