Lately, it's like I've been living in a cave. Literally.Ever since Paul found out his ex has shacked up across the street, he's constantly closing our curtains. Mmmmm...k.
I tried to ask (nonchalantly, natch) what was up with the constant state of darkness in our house? His answer, "I feel like someone is watching us." I probed further to see if "someone" meant HER. Paul said he'd "forgotten" all about her living a bagel's throw away, and made ME feel like the paranoid one for remembering she lived there. Mmmmm...k.
Things are getting weird up in here.
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