Well, here's a good one. I last talked to my dad about 3 weeks ago. Typical conversation...usual stuff. I've been crazy busy and he didn't call so yesterday I tried to call and got a "the number is no longer working." message. Hmm...that's odd. He has phone over cable so I figured maybe it was a technical glitch. Tried again a couple times today and got the same message. Finally this evening I called a neighbor to see if she could check on him (he's 81, has a 61 year old wife he married a couple years ago after my mom died). She said, "oh they sold the house and moved a couple weeks ago."
So I got his new number from the neighbor and called him. He gave me a song and dance about being really busy since the move. I said that when I talked to him last the house (which I was born in and grew up in, and he bought with my mom in '57) must have been in escrow. He made some bs thing about a 2-day escrow, and when I said then he must have had it on the market he started yelling at me about not telling him about my divorce immediately, or when I moved (from one apartment to another in the same building, keeping the same phone number).
I told my ex and she suggested we go on Jerry Springer. Wonder if that pays well...
Anywho, merry f*cking xmas everyone! See why I love the holidays?
