Private Mode.

Since it looks like my Twitter got hacked my hubby somehow switched my computer browser or whatever it is to a "Private Mode" so people can't see what I'm posting or whatever so I assume it makes it harder for them to hack it I suppose? Yesterday Beja and I were outside most of the day and I got a cool photo of these clouds( shown below) that looked like an angel with big wings and rays of light shooting out of it as it was facing left  sideways. I was also looking forward all week for the new taco place opening in town for my snack yesterday....and just MY "luck" I was let down and disappointed like usual:

they closed early because they ran out of food!

Can you believe it? On OPENING day!

They said on the radio people even lined up 2 HRS before it opened and the lines were insane and some people were even ordering 50 tacos at once!

I should have known.

I have to stop getting excited about things.

I also saw a bat flying around last night when I put Beja out for his bedtime pee before it got too dark out and they also only picked up half of the recycling yesterday,too; they picked up 2 of the bins but left the other 2.

The guy also came yesterday for the yearly furnace and A/C inspection and cleaning  and I wasn't expecting him even though my hubby SAID he told me he really didn't and snarked, "You were probably just high" which was really mean and even when the guy said he called him just before he came and my hubby acknowledged he did he still never told me  he was coming and today the Culligan  water guy also comes for his yearly visit as well. The furnace guy said the A/C is also 23 YRS old and "rusty" and he recommends replacing it but at 10K or more we can't afford  it,  and yesterday Beja was squeaking, choking,coughing, and retching(like barfing) and struggling to breathe and coughed up a big white what I thought was a big wad of hork.....until my hubby said he'd been eating the paper towel he left on the table so it must have been that so I told him to NOT leave it there where he can get it and choke on it but to throw it away and it feels like everyone's just waiting for me to die as well so they can move on(myself incl.) and I don't  know if my hubby even  asked  the youngest if he wants  to move to London ( he said they have a great chess club there,too) or just expects him to pick up and move because he wants to but I don't; this is my home and I've built a life here I don't want disrupted but once I die they can sell the house and do whatever they want.

I wish I hadn't been born.-Naxoral.