It's been a long time
Hmm. Last time I wrote I was all grumpy and tired. And tonight I'm grumpy and tired. I wonder if there's something about that that makes me want to write. Joe and I rarely fight about things. The biggest thing we've fought about in 30 years is stuff. He likes to save everything and gets very angry when I try to get rid of things. Honestly, you'd think he'd been a deprived foster child who carried a garbage bag of his possessions from home to home, the way he carries on. Michael moved out of the house more than four years ago. He left a ton of stuff in his bedroom. Joe immediately started storing his things in there. Whenever I would ask Michael to take what he wanted so I could clean out the room, he would say that he couldn't find his stuff because Joe had so much in there. Danny moved out more than a year ago. He left a ton of stuff in his bedroom. Etc. Same story. I finally got sick of it. All week I worked hard, hauling their stuff down