Sunday, January 15, 2012

New location, new job, new apartment, but still the same old problems. Day after day, I clean up after these guys. It's not the dirty underwear in the hall or the half eaten food in the living room, it's the blood that I mind. Today it was on the couch, with a trail through the kitchen and out the back door. Not a lot, I've found much larger puddles, cleaned up pints sometimes, but I don't know whose it was, or when it was spilled. It was sticky when I found it and a real trial to get out.

Don't they know we are going to end up back in that place if they aren't careful? Don't they care? NO! None of them do. They just go along making messes, breaking things that don't belong to them and playing with toys that can hurt them, and expecting some magical something to protect them and clean up behind them. I try. I do. I follow them, I lurk, I clean up what I can and sometimes I even manage to get a step ahead of them.

Wolf, the poor fool, is in for a hard day at work tomorrow. I've seen him watching that Wendy girl. I know about the “secret” room he is making for her. But we have been here before and he is always so disappointed in those women. They lead him on, they make him think they want to be with him, and once he brings them into his lair, all they do is cry and scream. He gets so angry, and we all pay for it. But not this time! Just a little ride on the bus, to see where she lived and then a little late evening visit from the Avon lady, and poof, problem solved. No fuss, no mess, I just tucked the pretty pink cord back into my samples case and got ready to go. I was a little startled when I realized she had a kid asleep in there, but he never woke up. I tucked him in as I left and the little dear never knew there was company or that mommy would not be getting up with him in the morning. I'm sure the neighbors will hear him when he wakes up and take care of him. Now Wolf won't have to face that disappointment and the rest of us will avoid the weeks of black fugue that always follow his rages. Now to figure out what A is up to. If I can do that we can all relax for a while.

-g

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