So, these things really happened.

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I'm just telling a story.

But it really happened like this.

I got fired again from Cindy.  That was Sunday night and the thought that went through my head was a quote from Albert Einstein that says something to the effect the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

I wonder today if that equally applies to yours truly, but yours truly decided to do something different this time.

There are things I've accumulated along the way in regard to Cindy.  Heck, I have a houseful of accumulated things from my last 3 relationships.  I have (because of the Old Lady) stuff of Wendi's.  I have Tami Jo's cat.  Why?  Old Lady.

And there are things I bought for Cindy here and there when I thought things would work out.  I decided to get rid of those things yesterday.  June was gonna take them someplace today.  Hey, I can take a hint.

So, I went to work for a while.  And when I pulled into the duck pond parking lot, there was a car there with Oregon plates.  Of course there was.  I paid it no mind.

I'm exhausted.  I mean that.  I am mentally worn out to the point of checking into the hospital for a couple of days just to get some rest.  Everybody wants a piece of me these days and I keep going through a bunch of stuff I'm not enjoying.  Work around here never ends.  Working 6 days a week is killing me, and on top of this I really don't need the mess I've kind of stuck myself in with her.

My plan was to just let her have her own way and just keep close to God.  You do stupid stuff and make bad decisions when you're this tired.  I know this, so I think the best thing I can do is rest and just let things go and see what happens.  I mean that.  I just want to drop everything and just see how things shake out.

So I need to go home last night.  Call my boss.  Take the night off sick.  On top of everything I have a stomach ache.  So I'm going home and so is someone else who is driving a red Toyota pickup truck with Oregon plates.  I know someone who drives a red Toyota pickup truck who is from Oregon.  This was just leaving the base.

OK, not gonna bite.

Go home and I'm just laying there when the craving for ice cream hits.  I want ice cream sandwiches but when I get to the store, there is a woman and her son standing in front of that particular section of freezer.  Not wanting to look like some kind of creeper, I go down further and look at the other ice cream varieties until they're done.  Pay for my stuff at the self checkout, then head out the door.

The young lady I'm following out the store is a chubby blonde chick, who from behind could have been a dead ringer for my friend from Oregon's daughter.

I'm just telling you a story.

That really happened.

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