Golddigger 101

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Saturday, April 2, 2016

In which Primo and I start to sort through the boxes he brought home

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We had talked about how to approach the stuff. Primo was overwhelmed. I was not. Primo sees tasks as enormous projects that cannot be comple...
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In which Primo is shocked, shocked at my ability to find a company that provides the services he would need and that would give him no reason to keep the reel to reel recorder

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Primo: Look! You can't even see all the stuff in the living room now. Not if you look from this angle. Me: The mission is to have it a...
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In which Primo and I talk about exercising and old age and how Sly was immune to the laws of nature

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Primo: I should start doing some upper-body exercise. Me: Yes. Primo: I hate exercising! Me: Yeah, I exercise because I like it so muc...
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Friday, April 1, 2016

In which Primo and I argue about what of his parents' junk we are going to keep (i.e., none of it vs all of it)

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Me: Let's get rid of those walking sticks. Primo: No! They were a gift for my mom's 25 years of service to blah blah blah. Me...
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Thursday, March 31, 2016

In which Primo thinks I should be all excited to see him and his stuff

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Primo: You don't want to get busy? But I've been gone for over a week! Me: Yes. And you have just returned. And you have brought i...
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In which I get work done on the book because I am ALONE

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Me: I got so much done on my book today! It was perfectly quiet and I could work. Primo: So you get work done if I'm not around. Me: Y...
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In which Primo brings home junk from Sly and Doris' house and I am so thrilled (not really)

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It is Thanksgiving Day. Primo just got home after a day of driving. He brought stuff with him. An entire carload of stuff. So far, I hav...
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Wednesday, March 30, 2016

In which Ted's friend says he is taking a break from Ted and of course Primo and I totally get it because Ted can be such a jerk and his nice moments don't make up for his jerkiness

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Primo: You remember Ted's friend? The one who lives by my mom and dad and who came to the funeral? Me: The one whose wife, whom your d...
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Tuesday, March 29, 2016

In which Primo cannot give away his mother's family photos

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Primo stayed with Doris' cousin and Doris' cousin's partner and they buried Sly and Doris' ashes next to Nancy's in the ...
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Monday, March 28, 2016

In which Primo is sad because he is leaving his mom and dad's house for the last time (with a car full of junk that I want nowhere near my house)

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I was up too late again. There was too much to do! The car is packed full. I promise that I wi...
Sunday, March 27, 2016

In which Primo wants to bring home more junk from Sly and Doris' house and I don't want him to

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Primo is at Sly and Doris', clearing out the last of the things so he can leave the house for the last time. Turns out the realtor had...
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In which we revisit the scene of the bad bacon-eating crime

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Primo: Jack, the kids, and I went to the beach last night and scattered the ashes. Me: How did it go? Primo: It was the same place we ha...
Saturday, March 26, 2016

In which Primo and I have a cheese-throwing fight only he is at his mom and dad's house and there is no cheese to throw

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Primo and I had a huge fight last night. He finally arrived in Florida and discovered that even though the house is under offer, realtors ha...
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In which Subaru of Jacksonville responds to my email that they remove Sly from their mailing list because he is DEAD with an email about buying a new car

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I told you I have been having to contact all these companies to tell them that Sly and Doris are DEAD and take them off your darn list. Th...
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Wednesday, March 23, 2016

In which the water is almost cut off at Sly and Doris' house because the City of St Augustine utilities division is the only place in the world that does not allow their mail to be forwarded

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On the phone with Primo as he drives from Nashville to Chattanooga. On the phone again after two hours because we were fighting on the last ...
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