At the dermatologist. A lot to catch up on, but most recently, David, what the hell with the pension? I wish you a fierce and tenacious lawyer. And what awful news about Matilda's friend's mom's stomach cancer.

Pix I hope J did, indeed, get out as promised.

He's mostly out. Apparently he bought a van to live in with the money I gave him. I had a very tense and upsetting text chain with him this morning when he asked for "a few more days" to finish renovating it. I suggested a motel to finish up. He said okay. Then he tried to guilt me into still needing to call for emotional support because he doesn't have a family. For the record, he has a sister. I drew a hard line on that and said no, I don't have the emotional room to support someone else. I also told him he needed to talk to a grief counselor.

Guys, I'm exhausted. But I think he will be out by the morning. Our own Laura is meeting the estate cleanout guy at the condo tomorrow so he can do a walkthrough and give me an estimate.

Man, Pix. I do wish for smooth sailing with this from here on out. Well, for everything.

Here's hoping I don't find him in a van in the parking space when I go there tomorrow!

How infuriating, Hec. I hope a lawyer can get the pension stuff worked out.

I’m glad things are moving to a conclusion, Pix.

So glad Laura is on the ground there in FL to supervise and report back.

Facebook looks like it's down. Instagram too.

Facebook looks like it's down. Instagram too.

I'm going to have to resort to posting cat pictures on Tumblr.

Or I guess I could work.

Facebook looks like it's down.

I didn't do it!