Okay, I'm being bad, but this was just too good not to pass on. My apology to those who have seen this before.
By the way, those who may remember me. Things are great. Real recovery since Easter, 2004.
She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates and
> suitcases. On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her
> things.
>
> On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful
> dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background music,
> and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a bottle of
> Chardonnay.
>
> When she had finished, she went into each and every room and
> deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into the
> hollow of
> the curtain rods.
>
> She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.
>
> When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss for
> the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell. They tried
> everything; cleaning and mopping and airing the place out. Vents were
> checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned. Air
> fresheners were hung everywhere.
>
> Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during which
> they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid to
> replace the expensive wool carpeting.
>
> Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit...
> Repairmen refused to work in the house...The maid quit...
>
> Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to move.
>
> A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they
> could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and
> eventually, even the local realtors refused to return their calls.
>
> Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to
> purchase a new place.
>
> The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told
> her the saga of the rotting house.
>
> She listened politely, and said that she missed her old home
> terribly, and would be willing to reduce her divorce settlement in
> exchange for
> getting the house back...
>
> Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on
> price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth...But only
> if she were to sign the papers that very day. She agreed, and within
> the hour, his lawyers delivered the paperwork.
>
> A week later, the man and his new girlfriend stood smirking as they
> watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new
> home...
>
> ....including the curtain rods.
>
>
> I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU
At some point you have to laugh at what we've been through.
MK
