I woke naturally at 6.30am. And by naturally I mean, I had to pee. I was warn and didn't want to get up but I did. And once up I weighed in and suggested Jen get up early so we could have a full day. And boy, did we. We learned on our morning walk that Dominick's truck tires were slashed the other night as were at least 10 others on Matson and York. $700 for him to replace two tires. What the fuck to the N'th degree. Who does that? I'm so disgusted that there are people who somehow feel that doing something so malicious is 'fun', and how can they not consider the unwarranted trouble they're putting upon their fellow man. Time, financial, and despair.I'm appalled, and further disgusted to have later learned that Lauren's friend from the fire pit visit was tired, left her car here and was given a ride home by Tommy. It appears that's how Tommy's tires were spared. Apparently the culprits were to "men" (if you want to call them that) on mountain bikes that came through around 10.50pm, while he was gone. His car was spared. But the tires of the car of Lauren's friend were not. They got slashed too. This sort of shit is the stuff I believe would override my self control and I'd wail on anybody I caught doing this. Brutally. That's typically not me. And don't get me started on how they then become the victims of my retaliation and ge protected by the law. Insane. I also had our fiber internet go out Sat. I spent over an hour between self and tech support diagnostics. They insisted all was ok on their end and queue'd me for a service call on Tuesday. Gee thanks. I returned home later on and it was back up .This morning they texted [automated] saying they found and fixed issues on their end. Gee thanks again. Had dinner with Jon and Cheryl and the kids too. Tommy got to finally realize that Maestros isn't the only place for amazing Ribeye. We took some basil and tomatos home and Jen made a phenomal Basil Tomato soup from it. We went to Home Depot and looked at kitchen stuff, envisioning some "what if" scenarios regarding our next place, when that comes along. I got the stuff needed to fix the bathroom light and did so. We let the dogs have at it with the two ribeye bones we brought home [after eating what we could] and there were in heaven for some time. Tommy's Audi started having issues. I said I would pay for Autobahn to diagnose it if we drove it and left it tonight. Then it started working again and he blew that option off. Jesus what does it take? He's just shrugging it off as if it won't happen again or he won't do further damage. Sounds like the day he bought it. If somebody won't listen, I won't bother talking. 'Nuff said. Grilled up some chicken, burgers and sausage for dinner and enjoyed dining on the patio the family. Used "Walkie Talkie" on my watch to contact my mom, it was fun and she did great with it. Lauren and I went to see her mom this morning. On a scale of 1 to 10 I would say she was around 6. It was better than yesterday. But there were still clear signs of anxiety. Just less. On another note the first thing she said to me when we came in and I started to talk with her is "I'm scared". She has said that to me before. I used the opportunity to discuss how who she is is her spirit and that this physical circumstances is temporary. I explained to her that what was happening was happening to her bod, beyond her control, but she remains Linda, always will.