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HA! I woke up early this morning, made my way to my laptop and started writing a whiny, boo-hoo, the evil witch called me, I feel so rattled blog entry. Then I came to my senses. C-R-R-R-A-A-A-C-C-C-K-K-K!!!! Did you hear that? It was the sound of me getting my backbone back. ![]() No more whining and navel-gazing for this girl - Nosirree! Change my telephone number? Screw that! That's my phone number and I'm keeping it. And you know what else? This is my hometown! Just let that evil witch try to make me uncomfortable in my own hometown. No way, no how. Let's give the evil witch a pseudonym, for the sake of brevity and so that I won't be breaking any laws here by slandering the evil witch (although for it to be slander, doesn't it have to be untrue?) Let's call her Evie for short; as in Evil Witch. So here's how it's going to work. 1) I won't be returning Evie's call. She no more wants to know how we're all doing than the man-in-the-moon. She wants something, for sure, but I don't know what and I don't care. She's not getting it from me. 2) If Evie calls again, I'll handle her call the same way I do any other unsolicited caller. I'll answer the phone and as soon as I hear her voice, CLICK - that's me hitting the 'end call' button. No more Evie. As many times as it takes until she stops calling. 3) If she has moved to Houston, too bad for her. She's way out of her element here. All of her good ole boy network is far, far behind in that tiny West Texas town. Boo-hoo. 4) She won't come to my house, because she is neither that brave nor that stupid. But, if she has some off-the-wall stroke of courage and finds her way to my house, 911 it is. And I'll tell them the woman who poisoned my dad is at my door. Please send a squad car to remove her from my premises. 5. I have no intention of interfacing with her in any fashion or for any reason. The probate is finished, that chapter is closed and she doesn't get to have access to me or mine ever again. Bye-bye, Evie. Forever. Ahhhhhh!!! I feel better already. |