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Serious Question for the Guys

Picked up kiddo. We're just about done with breakfast. Making a stop at Walmart for supplies and another stop at the gas station yo fill up her car. Then it is back to the house for last day of her coming over to work on getting her stuff packed up and ready to move to her house.

I'm going to need a vacation after this one is over.
 
After I'm done with her stuff I'm sorting out mine. Just 18 years in this house. My stuff is in two closets and I'd like to sort out the kitchen cabinets. I've got 5 sets of dishes in that kitchen. Who needs 5 sets of dishes?

Sometimes I think I could throw just my instruments and cats in the car and buy all new stuff for a new house.
 
All I ever save are the love letters I get from Ilyanna.

Someday I hope to get another to add to the one that I have.

Maybe 'love letter' isn't exactly accurate.

WTF?!? You bitch, I've sent you dozens of those. It's not my fault when you can't spot the love in between random insults and insane drabble.



OK, maybe 'love letter' might be a bit far-fetched.
But I did write you once.
I think.
 
My favorite love letters always start with "WTF?!? You bitch"

My heart's all aflutter.

At least I think it's my heart. That's what I've always called it anyway.
 

They started out as random letters.

Then ... because you know there is always a "then" ...

I remembered some movie about the Marquis de Sade.

PQRSV could stand for Porcupine Quill Romantic Sadistic Variation.

Could also be People, Quit Romping Suddenly Violently.

The possibilities are numerous. I'm sure I'll be too sore to sleep well tonight and my mind will come up with all sorts of ridiculous words to fit that acronym.
 
*whew*

For a second there I thought you were talking about the Physician Quality Reporting System v.5.
 
My favorite love letters always start with "WTF?!? You bitch"

My heart's all aflutter.

At least I think it's my heart. That's what I've always called it anyway.

Honey if it flutters, it best be your heart (or your eyelids). Any other part to do that would be just really awkward.


I thought that was the love part.

Ah, now we're on the same page again. I was almost concerned for a moment.
 
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