Wednesday 27 March 2019

Your Mid-Week Update for 03/27/19

All is quiet on the home front.

I’m just kidding, my life is in ashes. The investigation into the politician’s death led to Casey being questioned because she volunteered on his election campaign – a detail I was not aware of before I seduced and killed him at the blackmail of my former best friend who has since disappeared. So my husband’s daughter has been in my deceased daughter’s room with a panic attack since Monday because she believes someone is trying to kill people involved in the politician’s life.

Because you’ll never guess the pattern that the police released to the public over the weekend:

This politician’s entire cabinet have been slowly killed off in what were originally deemed unfortunate accidents and have now been called the work of a serial killer.

Oh yes. I am national news, everyone.

Fuck Charlotte.

Jason has also found an apartment with some friends of his and will be moving in at the end of April. And he’s made it clear that he knows I killed Casey’s boss and he wants to be seen with me as little as possible once he’s out of the house. Oh phone calls and mail can absolutely be exchanged. But he will not have some “crazed blackmailing stalker” know where he sleeps again.

I can’t blame him for that but it really hurt.

I’m losing him. I know that when he moves out, he’ll be gone forever. And then it will be me and Casey for a few years but we’ll never quite connect because we have no real reason to. And then it will be just me and James and I’ll have to find a hobby.

Like knitting or racquetball.

I hate racquetball. It is claustrophobic, noisy tennis and requires half the stamina. The only other people who throw a ball against a wall and call it passing the time are caricatures of people in prison.

I refuse to take up racquetball therefore I refuse to be an empty nester.

I guess I’m getting a cat.

Except I can’t get a cat because James is allergic but I am just in a very frustrating place at the moment. I’m not quite alone yet but I feel it coming on. Plus there’s all of Casey’s drama that I will have to gracefully deal with.

Seriously. Fuck Charlotte.

She hasn’t shown up since the news broke and I’m just so paranoid, waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Well, there’s currently multiple shoes in the air so…get ready for a storm of footwear.

I am not nearly drunk enough for this week.

As always, dear readers,

Stay Safe

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