Fed Flynn + Cassidy + Jimmy sandwiches. Diane is hiding in the bedroom. With her dog, I expect. Time for Diane to find some other place to live.
That sounds great.
The house was so much happier without her. Having her home is like a perpetual black cloud. Go away, Diane. Leave us alone.
Tested the water. Partially changed the water, fed the fish.
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Friday, August 27, 2004
from a notebook I had begun last summer
The kids and Aiyana are playing a noisy game of hide and seek and arguing. Cassidy is getting her hair cut @ 5. Hopefully Diane will feel up to taking her, I'd rather watch football.
Today is Friday --
"You got found. Play again." Stop bickering. Drinking some Hawaiian ice tea that I found at the market.
Having money A) makes life easier and B) obsolesces Diane. Not providing money, help around the house or with the kids, companionship, et cetera. At some point one would imagine that I'd ask myself why Diane is here. Have a house full of groceries. Water, milk, et cetera.
Some used DVDs I'd ordered arrived today. Watch those sometime.
What's the best I can hope for? Diane returns to her previous sullen, isolated mode? Why bother?
Today is Friday --
"You got found. Play again." Stop bickering. Drinking some Hawaiian ice tea that I found at the market.
Having money A) makes life easier and B) obsolesces Diane. Not providing money, help around the house or with the kids, companionship, et cetera. At some point one would imagine that I'd ask myself why Diane is here. Have a house full of groceries. Water, milk, et cetera.
Some used DVDs I'd ordered arrived today. Watch those sometime.
What's the best I can hope for? Diane returns to her previous sullen, isolated mode? Why bother?
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