What is going on?
Yesterday getting gas, I ran into one of my husband’s friends. The guy was never a pillar of society, but now he gives me the creeps. Hope, however, gave him our phone number!
Today an old neighbor stopped by. He’s a nice guy, not quite right in the head, but he and Hope are playmates because he’s about on her mental level. But today he wanted to talk to ME, and he nearly sent me crawling up the wall.
So Bly and I discussed (in email) what to do, and agreed I would go get dinner. He would leave if we were eating dinner. I couldn’t cook, so I went to buy something. And ran into ANOTHER figment of my past.
I think I need a drink.  