Let's see, where do I start?<P>H is working 70+ hour weeks, so we never see each other anymore. Huge strain, let me tell you. I dropped by his job yesterday, and Smurfette was there. She said hi to me in passing, you know, but had her nose up in the air for some reason. Okay, she is super-friendly toward H, calls him at home, etc, but is semi-rude with his wife? What's up here? I'm getting that icky feeling again, that something isn't right. He said that he met her new boyfriend a couple of days ago (but he made up an imaginary boyfriend for Kristi, the XOW, too). I don't know, I just can't trust anything anymore. H is home on-time every night after work, so who knows.<P>Anyway, I went to pick up my son from daycare. Now I live in Bellingham, a town of about 70,000 people. Not huge, by any means, but certainly not a small town. The daycare is in the north end of town, and I got out of my car, and a car (had local plates) slowed down, and a middle-aged woman poked her head out of the car and kinda stared me down for a couple of seconds. Then, she asked me where I could find **** Undine Street.....the ex-OW's house. I'm thinking it was her mom (she's a real vindictive witch - she was pushing for H would leave me for her daughter.) - she would know me by face since I worked at the bank she did business with. <P>I played along (although I was seething, big time). I gave her directions to the street, and then I asked her if she was certain that house was the one she wanted. She said yes, and I was like, "Wow, I thought for sure that decrepid old shack would be deserted..." She curtly thanked me for the "directions" and sped off. My daycare lady came out and asked who that was, and I told her what had happened. She said, "there is NO way someone would ask for directions to get there from all the way up here. She knew you. She was f'ing with you." I totally agreed. I called up a friend of mine at the police dept, and he's going to keep an eye out to see if she's back in town. She has warrants for assault with intent, and they would love to get their hands on her.<P>I told H what happened (I didn't tell him that I had the police dept. sniffing around for her). It's ridiculous - it's been two years, and it's still coming back to haunt us. He thinks that it was her mom too, from the description I gave. But he didn't have much to say beyond that. <P>On a positive note (I think), after three years of being away from the business, I'm going back into wrestling! There is a successful indy league up here (one of the few left), and they do some interaction w/the WWF! I need to get back into shape and get my body used to taking bumps again (the first time around people thought my H was beating me, I was so beat up!) My H is super-supportive of this now (he hated wrestling when he and I first got together - he had the usual stereotypes, but I've gradually brought him around). I have to go up next Wednesday to see the promoter. It may not make a lot of sense to a lot of people, but this is something that has been in my blood for over 10 years, and it's something that I'm good at. I finally have something to look forward to!<P>So, that's my update.
