That fucker doesn't know where I live.
Also, I think I know who was doing that because after I made this person plug a hole, the nails stopped.
Also same person hung up a wall clock for me AND HAD READILY AVAILABLE NAILS IN HIS POCKET!
The letter was my mom's idea but I made it look all professional in order to scare him which is why he responded all fancy like he did.
Anyway, my homework is to find solace in the fact that when things do go wrong, I figure things out.
My counselor couldn't be more perfect. She spent most of her life as a manager at call centers so she understands all my griping about work (anxiety related issues).
Today we discovered I am extremely resourceful when things go wrong. She says she would never have thought of tracking down the thief and writing him a letter etc (lots of other examples).
It the day I have sex with my fuckbuddy. Other than that...blah.
Was thinking of going somewhere nice to eat but I'm tired of being broke so no Red Lobster.
I'm not meeting him at all. I know a cop that worked with my brother that was gonna go with me in case I needed to me him tho. But I told him I wanted an electronic transaction and he agreed.