Wednesday, November 23, 2011 AM

I didn't sleep hardly at all last night.
I don't know if I've covered in my blog that Dr. Little said that my sleep study at the Sleep Disorder Center was inconclusive, because I didn't sleep enough...WELL DUH!
If I could sleep well, I wouldn't have been there.  He wouldn't prescribe me anything to help me sleep, and wanted to re-do the sleep study.  I should think that not sleeping well would be enough indication that a patient needs sleeping medication.
There's some mighty strange people walking around out there.
The Sheriff's Office still has not contacted me about the arrest and preliminary hearing for the burglars.  He doesn't even know that I know the date of the trial, at which they'll be bound over to the grand jury.  There's surely nothing grand about the legal system, and I plan to let them know about it.
Someone breaks into your home, you have it on video, they take your belongings, they then take your belongings and mutilitate them, sell them to a pawn broker for 'scrap gold', the police find out about the sale, catch the criminals, and there still has to be this long, drawn-out legal process .
I would figure that if they're caught in the act, especially by legal officials, that would be quite enough.
........and then we find out that one of them was on parole when they broke into my house.  Just how much more outrageous can this get??
I'm not told anything about the up-coming hearings, but I'll bet the crooks are kept up-dated!
My nerves are shot, my health is giving me a fit, I can't get a proper diagnosis or medical care, and it's mostly because of some criminals stealing my stuff to fund their drug activity and good times.  And, yes, I'm mad!
The work at Creekside is dragging along so slowly that you can see the dead lice falling off.
Janie is up-beat and cheerful, and ever-so-helpful, but Stucco's work is slow, slow, slow.
I had him to remove the shadow box from the wall in the upstairs bedroom, because Randy had broken it installing it.  He nailed it in with huge finishing nails, and broke the delicate trim around the mirror.  I got mad every time I looked at it, so I just had it removed and the wall plastered smooth over the place where it was to be set into the wall.  I had especially framed for that shadow box, and it angers me that someone would take it upon themselves to damage it beyond repair by improperly installing it.
Janie and I went yesterday to get another wall-paper border to use in the upstairs sunroom.  We had to make a trip to Habitat to get a load of foam mattresses, anyway, and it was not far out of the way to go by Knox Rail Salvage and get a border that we liked better than the one we had.
We had painted the sunroom day before yesterday, and we are now ready to wall paper it with a 'chair rail' height scene of a picket fence, with a pastoral scene behind it.  It will make the room look very 'outdoorsy'.
We're already trying to match some engineered flooring we found at Habitat, and we're going to use that on the floor in that room.  It's a large room, so it will take quite a bit, but it will be so pretty, and we want to get just ONE room finished.  We've worked so hard for so long.
One of the borders has to be trimmed, and Janie took them home with her last night to trim them while she watched TV.  She really shows an interest in the project.
It's been raining all week, and the ground is muddy and sticky.  I can't see Richland's Creek yet, but I'd say it will be out of it's banks this morning.  It's still pretty dark out, but not too cool.
The new wood stove at Creekside is a hit with everyone.  They love to sit around it and gossip.
The foam mattresses that I bought at Habitat are to be cut in half and used between the floor joists for insulation.  I got them for $2.00 each, which is a truely good price, and they will make excellent insulation.  It will also avoid the prickly fiberglass, and the resilence will hold the foam in place.  I got three truck loads of them, so they should go a long way.  I bought three old knives at Goodwill to use for cutting them in to, so I won't ruin any good cutlery.  It will be a little more work, but will be less bothersom than working with fiberglass overhead.
We are trying to get a lot of the materials and supplies out of the house, so we won't have to move everything to be able to make room to work.  It's a hassle to have everything in your way all the time.
We erected one of those huge tomato-growing sheds made of metal hoops and heavy-weight plastic out in the back yard, and that's where most of the material is being stored.
It's sure handy to have a dry place for everything.
Steve slipped yesterday on the deck while he was putting up a porch light fixture, fell onto the railing, did a flip, and fell to the ground.  He was badly bruised, and lost some skin.  I tried to do a little work on him, but he couldn't stand it, so I gave him pain meds and sprayed him with some skin-regenerative medication.  He slept poorly last night, too.  We both sweated all through the night.  I feel like I need a shower this morning, and I'll likely get one.
It's not foggy, and it's light enough now that I can see that Richland's Creek is out of it's banks from all the rain.  It's not as high as I've seen it before.
I don't drive through the water anymore.  There's all kinds of things that float down that creek.
I need to get my shower and start getting ready for my day.  They are full of activity and bustle.
I didn't mention Barbara, but I made her mad a few days ago when I told her that I had bought 5 hats at the Goodwill for $9.00!  They need a little work, but they are truely splendid, and I beat her to them.  |She's the Blaine Hat Lady, but I'm the Queen of all Hat Ladies.