Normal boring stuff…

Turns out that the guy that got clobbered earlier wasn’t the father of those children, however it was their daddy who clobbered the new guy in his ex’s life. I kind of thought that sort of thing went out when we started using tools, but I suppose not.

Talked to Critter today, she called me. She’s supposed to be coming over some time (not today) to get the last few things I’ve found while cleaning the truck and the apartment. One of them is a necklace she made for B and they were both really upset when it got lost. I found it in the truck: B had taken it off on the way home from the dentist and put it in her goody bag and then left the goody bag in the third row seat which I never get too unless I’m doing a really thorough cleaning. Which I just did. So there.