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Well.....My Spells Suck

Today I am unsure if I'm thankful that I cast the spell to chase my stalker off.

Ask me again in three months.

I have a job that pays $30K a year.  I only work on the weekends. 

It's okay. 

I'm trying to rebuild my therapy practice during the week.....

the key word here is....trying. 

Enter the stalking....the craziness....the gps boxes on my vehicles, the spy-ware on the computers and phones, the in-laws who just seem to know where I'm going to be and get a thrill out of watching me slurp coffee.....

I'm still a little freaked out. 

My blood pressure is through the roof.

I'm sucking down Kombucha tea like it's going out of style.

My boss says that my job is permanent.  HR says it is temporary.

I have no insurance, so I'm self-medicating.

All I wanted to do is make the stress and the stalking stop.

So........

I smeared pepper oil on a black candle and wished for the stalking to end in a way where no one died.

Then.....

life got incredibly weird.

Really....super....crazy weird.

I put the candle remnants in a paper bag and set it on the dash of my car in the early morning.  By 10:00 a.m., the wax had melted out of the bag and onto a rug in my car forming a face that resembled Michael.

I took pictures. 

I still can't figure out how to upload them.

Michael starts coming home from work saying that other auditors were taking black-lights to company equipment looking for biological material.

I asked......were they looking for semen?  were they looking for urine?

He said they were looking for bugs.

I don't know. 

He was fired the very next day. 

Please.....please.....I don't want to hear anything about it, especially if they were looking for semen or something.

The last time Mike was fired, I learned some crazy crap about the city I live in (illegal crap) and my ex-husband.

I cast a spell to learn the truth.

I wound up running a political campaign.
Long story.......

In sum.....I don't want to know. 

As of right now, I regret casting the spell because now I am the sole wage earning in a household of FIVE. Michael gets the tax credits.  I claim zero.  I don't really bring home enough money to take care of everybody without help (e.g. child support).

Soooo.......I don't know. 

Michael will never be able to move out at this rate.  Whenever we get close to his move out date, something stupid happens - he doesn't like the guy I'm dating, he falls out of a tractor trailer and breaks his hand, he loses his job....it's always SOMETHING! 

Sigh.....

I'm thinking of putting the house on the market despite the disrepair that it is in.

So....I should have heeded my own advice.  Don't cast spells.

Now....on the bright side.....he is fishing for a job 1,100 miles away.  If something snags his line and he moves away, maybe I'll change my mind.

For now, I'll share my best advice.....pray....don't cast. 

Love ya lots,

S. 

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