Maybe this little story about address labels will cheer you up and make you laugh - you never know the MLC mind.
A couple of weeks after H told me he was moving out, I started to clear out some stuff, in a mood to sweep things clean and work off frustration. Totally cleared out the refrigerator - I mean completely empty. Then I tackled the junk drawer, tossing those return address labels you get free in the mail - kept only those with my name (maiden name at that!). A few days later H wants to mail something (1st time in years), looks for return address labels (never used them before), and throws a fit because he can't find any with his name. He accuses me of throwing out all the ones with his name (which I did), and all I can think is 'what the he## do you need return address labels for if you're not going to be living here? What a putz!'
This incident gave me one of the few laughs I had at the time. In4Ride
