This annoys me every time I see it.

Don't you think they should have to give it back!?!

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I'll miss my boys!

There are many reasons I just left my job, but my co-workers were not one of them.  For the last few years I worked on a corporate regional team with 4 other people and I was the only female.  Originally there had been another gal but she left about a year ago and I kinda liked being the only girl.  2 of the guys are in Cincinnati and the other 2 - St. Louis.  None of us have ever met face to face but we were a team and always had each other's backs.  We talked every day and instant messaged each other if we didn't.  We forged good working relationships and friendships in the process.  I called them my boys.  Still call them my boys.  


Today I received a package from them, signed that way too - from "your boys".  *sniff*  *sniff*


Shows just how much they know me, it's all about tea!  


Love you guys!  I will miss you every day!

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Who sleeps on your computer when you try to use it?

Guess who?

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Oh it just figures!

I was puppy sitting for my daughter and her husband one afternoon and as children and pets often do - Rue led me to meeting one set of neighbors.  They are young, very nice (thank the good Lord) and knew some things about my house that I didn't.  Apparently the people who lived here before me were .. wait for it ... HOARDERS!  Which is why, apparently, they gutted the house and did a big do-over on the inside before I bought the house.

Not my house. (at least I don't think it is!)

My neighbors said they felt bad about how - they saw the elderly gentleman sitting on the deck in the evenings, but they had no idea what was going on inside.  As if they should have!  I mean really.  They moved in next door to an older couple who had lived here forever.  The woman died not too long after they moved in (I think) and then it was the old man.  Different generations, different lives.  


It was when he passed away that there was an estate sale, so-to-speak, and they saw inside.  They didn't give me a lot of details, I will definitely ask more questions when I know them better, but I guess it was bad.  They also saw the difference when the workers were done rehabbing the house and they were amazed at what had been done.  


I love hearing the history, I guess it's a kind of gossip - but this is MY house now and I want to know all about it.  Hoarders.  I mean really, it figures.  


I think I need to get rid of some more stuff.  Just sayin'.

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Maxine Monday

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