Way Too Late Pt 3

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Journalating:
The W actually emailed me this morning - I still have a pretty little piano alert on outlook when a message comes in from her. She said she's cleaning out the garage this weekend, if there's something I want to not disappear, go get it. And it would be great to get the motorcycle out of there.

I'm not going to dignify any of that with an answer. I guess after a week and a half vacation with the OM she's gotten more motivated. $(*w you and the @#%* you rode in on.

I've had a rough few days - since the court ordered "seek work" thing. In my line of biz you normally have a portfolio. I used to have a humdinger. But, a lot of my files are gone (I had an HD crash 12 years ago where I lost most everything of quality), a lot are apparently corrupt - many files are too small. You know it's bad when you're looking at the web archive to see if you can pull files off of it.

Not that I want to take one of these jobs (unless it's really good) because I want to finish getting my real estate license. But I hate doing anything half-@$$ either.

Anyway, when going through all the contents of old drives, I've been seeing hundreds of old photographs. Shots of the dogs when they were puppies - on the green hillside with the orange California poppies - the exact same time of year. Very sad.

Since I was the only one who ever took photos, I've pretty much got everything. Photos from 2005 to present. Considering how miserable the M was supposed to have been, month after month, year after year I see nothing but happy photos and memories. Too bad the W can't be forced to look at these. Even if she didn't snap out of her disturbed state, it would make her miserable, which she should be.

So, I'm explaining to my Mother that she won't be just left alone if I get a job, nor will she go off to a home. I also had to tell her that (as she was planning what to get the MIL as a gift for Easter) even if she or we are invited, I won't be going. She hadn't really thought about that, thinking everything is still the way it's always been.

I doubt however that either one of us will be asked. It's a family holiday, and the WW will want to go, and I have a real strong feeling that after this last week together she'll be bringing the OM. That's a real shame for my Mother, who so looked forward to holidays at their house. I really hope the WW is happy with herself and that jerk. I knew this time would be coming soon - it's so sad it's arrived.