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MAIL!

As I type this, I am in the process of neglecting my children ( a lot of sarcasm). They are fighting over their tea party pieces, as if the 4 million pieces are not enough for three small children.
Well, more in the crazy, nut job people story. The mailman pulled up today to deliver a certified letter. My first thought was, Damn some old boyfriend is trying to collect childsupport for an illegitimate child I didn't know about (hee hee, how do you suppose that would happen) just kidding, I actually thought I had won a million dollars or something. It ended up being even better. It was the money that crazy people owed me for babysitting this week. They sent it via certified mail and they sent a money order. He must have been really worried I was going to call his commander or something. Honestly, I have no doubt in my mind he is an abuser. Whether it is physically or emotionally, there is something just not right there. I am so glad I do not have to deal with them anymore. It is people like the crazies, that cause people like me to get a very bad taste in my mouth and avoid doing things for people.

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