Way Too Late Pt 3

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Hi Tim,
about ready to run out to my job - thought I'd check in quick. I'll be busy sending out resume's this afternoon - 8 a week is nuts, there's not that many job offers in a month. I'll have to send out to jobs that have nothing to do with what I do. Kind of like you sending out law resume's for an x-ray tech. HR is all like "whuh?".

Anyway, I tell you one thing - I'm going to fight for that dog. After 2 months of not seeing her I'm really angry that the WW can have her OM and the dog. Sandi is right, it's all about them and vilifying me. Heck, she'd let a total stranger have the dog with no problems. That makes me mad. I'm getting more and more upset about that as every day passes.

I'm going to go over to the house today and sneak a peak in the garage. I want to see what that "I'm cleaning the garage out - if there's anything you want you'd better get it" thing was. I saw no activity all weekend, doesn't mean she didn't do it early in the day, or kept the doors closed. I'd like to know if it was some weird way of reaching out, temperature taking or another shallow threat because she was bored.

I just thought of one thing - since I know the garage pretty well. There was a box with really old stuff in it. There were 2 cassette tapes that I recorded for her when we were in college for her art installation. Even custom drew the covers. Hope that was a nice stick in the heart if she did come across them. Too bad she's got no way to listen to them. Technology.