Thanks (((Liz))) and (((Bettie))) for your posts. I am not interested in marriage counselling at all. Danny ***** counselling for himself. I’m getting my own counselling for my own issues. This train has already left the station in terms of marriage counselling. Today is the first day he came to my place as he was bringing Ferris’ cat house/scratching posts, as I couldn’t fit it in with the stuff my granddaughter brought to the city for university. He did put together the antique looking table for my bedroom TV. He called where I live slumy, and that after working so hard in my life, I shouldn’t be living here. He said he had to get me out of here. I said I thought the inside of my place was cute, quaint, and nicely furnished. He said the yard wasn’t kept up and that the alley looked unkept and dangerous! My door faces the alley! It’s like everywhere else, you need to keep your wits about you. I have a couple of jackrabbits that I see often around my place. I did tell Danny that I couldn’t live with his negative behaviors anymore. He was telling me what went on at the lake this long weekend and I’m so glad that I wasn’t part of it. It seems some of Danny’s family members are dressing down others that say negative things about me. Things like the help I gave so many of them. Danny brought me a bird bath and bird seed, so now I am feeding the local birds here. I got my new windshield today and over $200 discount for my inconvenience about the non-existing appointment I had last Friday. Already lots of good things happening this week. I only want to be friends with Danny. Carole
