Gads Louisa! What a nightmare!

Chatty...whatever works. If his payments make life easier for you, go for it! I think it sounds grand myself.

Louisa, the things we take for granted!

I was recently rear-ended in town and didn't know what hit me either. It's an odd feeling.

I was in a car accident with two of my sisters while in my aunt's funeral procession. We weren't as lucky as you. My sissies were okay, but I had a bum shoulder for a year and finally had surgery.

*Always be careful while driving in funeral processions. A guy didn't realize it was a procession and plowed right into us. Not a good scene for Mom and Dad to witness while on they're way back to the place for refreshments. An ambulance, daughter's wrecked car, and three daughters hunched on a curb!

Chatty, you've lived with him beofre so you know what you're in for. I trust your judgment. I'm happy for the help with your financial load.

He also had your good food on Thanksgiving...so what do you expect?

Oh how awful, Dotsie. We were actually stopped when he hit us. It was just as we got to the gravesite and were parking the cars. He was an elderly man who should probably not have still been driving. Scary thing to happen inside a cemetery.

I went back to work today. My husband is having turkey soup right now. He's a sweetheart. He made me spaghetti. He knew I wouldn't eat the turkey soup. I may never eat turkey again. Also, I am afraid the stuff went bad in the fridge all that time with no power. He threw out the rest of the turkey and is having some soup and then out it goes too.

But......I started writing the turkey story.
Louisa

Dotsie, I've "gone away" before. Sometimes the good effects can last for weeks! but then he always loses his temper over something completely stupid. I've requested that he take an anger management couirse but he doesn't think he needs it. HA!

Louisa, what an awful day! I'd rather throw out meat than risk possible food poisoning.

Chatty, get everything in writing.

Gee Meredith...do you think your hubby would read an anger management book?
Maybe if you could convice him to at least pick it up he might see some signs of himself and read on.
I hope you don't have to leave again, but if you do, maybe you could put a copy on the bedside table with note that says Call me when your finished.

Neither my husband nor I like to cook. Would you believe that, even though I've been married for 22 years, I have yet to cook and host a holiday meal?! My mother-in-law is a control freak and likes to have her 3 sons and their families return to her house for holiday meals. So, we oblige her. I always help with the clean-up and thank her for having us.

When we entertain (something that I would definitely like to do more often), I'm in charge and my husband does whatever I delegate to him. He runs to the liquor store, gets the ice, fires up the grill --- whatever. He always pitches in at clean-up time too and even runs the vacuum around to pick up all of the wayward crumbs. What a guy! I think I'll keep him.

Misfire

Meredith, that was so funny. Get everything in writing....I fugure I'll give it a try on a month to month basis, NO LEASE, that way if he becomes a pest or doesn't keep his end of the bargain it's bye bye baby....

Oh and just to keep the record straight, we are divorced and I like it that way so no hanky panky, as if he could, ha ha. He will have his own room for sleeping and be expected to stay there....Do you think it was my food that caused him to want to come back....maybe.....of course he never wanted to leave in the first place either. Men, can't live with them - can't live without them. (sometimes...)

Sounds like you got everything you want Chatty. And if you decided you want more, you could always spike his cheesy grapes with vitamin V.
Where there's a will there's a way.
smile

Ho hum Smile, I'm afraid it would take the entire alphabet of vitamins for this guy and then he'd probaby come up short, get the picture? he he he!!! Oops, sorry Dotsie, lost my head, thought I was on Diannes site for a second....very confusing....old age will do that to ya.