I dug a little deeper and found out about how this particular bank works. There are different routing number is based on location of the individual branch where you open up an acct. So it appears that she either had an acct or she opened it up before she came here. The routing number on her check is from the state that she moved from. A little sleuthing and there you have it.
On the truck, I'm going with a little of both of your theories. I know he wants to keep an eye on me and have an excuse to stop by the house without having to come in but he can certainly see if there is an unknown car parked here too. What he doesn't realize is that there is an empty spot in the garage and if I was in mlc, I would have my op park in the garage so he wouldn't see the car unless he looked in the window. MLCers aren't as smart as the LBS! LOL
It was a long but fun day. I took my d shopping for what seemed like hours, then to dinner. She wanted coffee so we went to our favorite local place here.
I have to back up and tell you that the barista at the coffee shop and I have chatted quite often about life in general and about 3 months ago she looked as if she had been crying. My h asked her if something was wrong. She told us that morning out the blue her h had gone crazy and threw her clothes out of the house and accused her of having an affair. Of course she wasn't but she suggested that he was having a mlc. Long story short, he became so angry that she feared for her and her son's safety so she left that same day. She wanted to know if we had bought the rental property that we had talked about. My h looked at me and I looked at him and let him answer. He was in the process of looking for a condo or house to buy at that point. We exchanged cell numbers and had a few conversations about what she should do and I gave her a bit of advice on how to handle things (the dbing way). Today she asked me how things were going with that knowing look in her eyes. My d was standing right next to me so I couldn't say a thing and gave her a look that said, not now. My d went to another area of the coffee shop so we chatted a bit. She told me that she figured something was going on and was going to ask him where I was when he came in with the ow. I hadn't even said a word about the ow and she described her exactly as I would. Phony, obnoxious, chatty cathy, airhead etc. It's too bad that she didn't ask him where I was to see what story he is telling people. The ow told her that SHE had bought a house here, so we can add liar to the list of wonderful qualities! Anyway, we are getting together for a drink on Friday so I will fill her in a bit. I have to be careful, but her day job is as a paralegal at a very large firm in the city so I think she'll be discreet. She is a no nonsense person and I am comfortable confiding in her. She may even be able to help me with some legal advice and recommend a pit bull attorney should that become necessary. Saying that makes me sick to my stomach but I have to be prepared for the worst.
With that, I'm off to get some much needed rest.
Me:57H:62 M:34T:35 2S,2D (grown nlah) BD:09/2012 visits M ow EA/PA?:10/2012 H moves out 06/2013
"Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace." -Dalai Lama
