I have been saying that I will write about all the crazy things that happen to me. But, I do not mean crazy-cool things. I am Loonbait. Or, maybe, crazy magnet. Insane people are all around me. The lunatics I have not met yet are drawn to me.
The cast of nutty characters in my own personal life is LONG. I mean, really long. In-laws, former in-laws, immediate family and more. And some of this stuff is so bizarre. You may think I make it up. It will test your faith.
I live in a small town. My husband and I think that something may be wrong with the water. These people are down right batty! They all have a kinda funny look about them. Even though it is not illegal or technically immoral to marry your third cousin, it does weird things to the gene pool, eventually.
When I am out shopping, it never fails, someone in the store wants to unload on me. I know so much useless information about people I really could care less about. I am not interested in what the woman at the hardware store is in angst over this week.
I am looking forward to unloading my gripes here. It may be therapeutic. Or, maybe, it’s just me.
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