I got the inspection report on my house tonight. Nothing is terrible, but everything means that I would have to spend more money.  I drafted an answer to my realtor but didn’t send it. I need some advice so will have some people at work look at the report tomorrow. I cannot wait to get out from under this house. I love it but it’s killing me.

So I don’t have much to say tonight.

I just hate the way some people want to spend other people’s money. It’s fucking amazing. Like getting a $2400 new hot water heater isn’t enough. I’ll have to figure it out.

I’m exhausted from work, from too much to do. I just have to get out of here. I probably will have to give them a cash concession. Whatever.

So so so sick of hassle. I just can’t wait to get out of here. Feeling beat up again tonight. I should be used to it, but I’m not. I’ll bounce back, I always do. I’ve learned to take care of myself, and believe the best thing will happen for everyone’s highest good.

It’s hard sometimes though. Sick to death of the games people play with other people’s lives.

My intuition is running rampant today, tonight too. I’m feeling all kinds of emotions, not sure they are all even mine. I tend to be a bit empathetic at times. Maybe more than a bit. Not always an easy thing to deal with.

The girl I am training at work wanted to talk to me tonight after work, so we sat in my car since it was raining and talked for a few minutes.  3 times we both heard and felt a thump on the roof of my car.  As if someone was slapping their hand on the car.  Thump-thump.  I finally got out of the car and looked in the trunk, the back seat, around the car, nothing.  We both could feel it as well as see it.  I have no fucking idea what it was.  But goes hand in hand with the way my intuition, and empathy have been running. I think I’m on sensory overload at the moment.

Well, as an old Jamaican friend used to say to me, “Tomorrow’s another day darlin’” Yes, it is. Til then….

Love and light.