Hey,

When she comes by the house (you know when she lets herself in with the garage door opener) she'll use my computer, especially if I'm gone for a while and she's checking in on the dog. I don't have to make excuses for her I guess, she's had pretty much free reign of the house. As to why I even bother snooping...who knows. Stupidity, curiosity, urge to see if she's found anyone else yet, see if she has anything positive whatsoever to say about me. Perhaps a hint of what I could do right or what I'm doing wrong. All of the above.

No, I can't say that I've ever read anything that made me feel better.


In the end, it's not the years in your life that count. It's the life in your years.
Abraham Lincoln

It is hard to fail, but it is worse never to have tried to succeed.
Theodore Roosevelt