I’ve been pretty quiet about Louise, simple because she was so awful around the holidays that I stopped speaking to her.
In fact, I haven’t laid eyes on her in 2 months.
TWO GLORIOUS MONTHS.
But, the reality is, I’ve had to severely curb my lifestyle to avoid her, since we live right next door. But, the good news is, the move FINALLY seems to be in order.
(Things in this country move at a snail’s pace… a handicapped snail.)
My mom arrives next week for my birthday. Actually, it’s also M’s birthday week, so it should be a great celebration. We want it to be fun — and drama free — so we rented a flat in the city center for a week.
That, in and of itself, is a wonderful birthday present. I’m really looking forward to moving around freely and still not seeing Louise.
Incredibly, she is now asking if she will be included on our birthday festivities.
Sometimes I really think she must be a moron.
There simply is no other explanation…