Forgot the most interesting part...

i completely forgot to tell you about sunday.

it was raining and disgusting. perfect laundry day since the italian went to work. so i did what i could and when i went downstairs to get the stuff from the dryer, the unabomber was there, waiting for me.

now, she's not "friendly" per se, but she's warmed up a lot. the thing is, once she gets started, she never stops talking. she's lonley, i get it, but she still scares me. so she's telling me about an ex boyfriend who it turned out had a drug problem. he had partial custody of his young son, and once she found out about the drugs, she called the ex wife and told her to keep the kid away from him. called his parents, etc. then she's telling me about a job she had where there was embezzlement going on, and she reported it. then it was onto the guy who owns the buildings next door, and how she reported him to the irs for not reporting rental income. whew. i'm listening. i ask her, why don't you just let things go, move on. it would make life easier. she can't. i see it. it's absolutely impossible for her to just cut and run or ignore things. and then she asks how i'm dealing without jane and bill. i tell her the truth. i cry everyday. she understands.

finally, after trying to get back home for the past 30 minutes or so, she asks me if i'd consider hiring her as a nanny.

what??

yes, that's what she said. so i again told her the truth. we've worked it out so that i'm home nearly three months with the baby. after that, the italian will be working nights 3 days a week, which means maggie will be with a friend of ours for just 2 hours a day, 2 days per week between him leaving for work and me coming home. she looks disappointed. then she asks if we'll call her if we're ever stuck and need to go someplace. i say sure.

afterwards, the italian comes home and i tell him what she offered. he tells me no, we cannot do this. i'm like, duh! i'm just telling you what happened. we both feel so bad. there's no way i'd consider doing that. i can't. but you can't tell someone that.

we'll see maggie on thursday. i can't wait. i hope she's doing fine. i should be getting everything wrapped up and done at work, but it's hard to focus. i wonder when i'll actually be finished here. will it be on the 14th of july, or sooner?? Hmmmm!

Poor Eddie from Fraser died. What a great dog, and he was from a pound!

i had an enormous burrito for lunch. i need to move around now. talk to you later!!