I arrived safely in Aurora, Illinois; found the local Jewish community; and started writing my first blog posts… when my laptop crashed. Boo hiss! My beloved computer is less than one year old and still under warranty. I actually bought her here in Aurora, so I took her back to the TigerDirect shop to be repaired and they are going out of business. Oh no! Now I am back to posting from my cellphone until I can sort this out. I feel limited, held back, and I hate that. On the plus side, there is a WordPress meet-up group in the next town and I joined it. I’ve been wanting to be in one ever since I started blogging, so that’s a good thing.
Onto business… narcissistic weirdness. I unpacked a box that turned out to be full of my old crystals. I love crystals, shells, and gemstones and I usually keep a bowl of crystals out where I can play with them. So now the house is enjoying an amethyst festival.
Here is the weird thing. All of my geodes were wrapped in Chicago Tribune newspapers from September 2012. I was in Israel for all of 2012 and most of 2013. Therefore, I could not have packed this box that I took from my ex-husband’s home. I already knew that the Narcissist-Known-As-Driftwood (the Boring) had some creepy need to fondle each and every one of my belongs. I often imagined him… well, never mind how I imagined him. Driftwood unpacked my storage which was in the basement of our marital home, touched each and every item, and then repacked them in new boxes in a way that he could control. Can you imagine how much time that must have taken him? To unpack each box, unwrap every item, and repack it anew just so he could feel like he was the boss of me? Narcissists are so fucking weird.