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Who the Hell is K?????


This morning I went to clean a few things out of Röbert’s closet and maybe look through a few drawers (looking for gifts for me, nothing else) and I found something that has me really upset!  In the very back of his closet, under a pile of dirty underpants and some shoes, there was a super-ugly shirt with a monogram.  I am sobbing as I write this.  The monogram is K!!!!!!

Obviously this can't be for me.  It is hideous.

Obviously this can’t be for me. It is hideous.

Some of you may remember that Röbert gave me a pair of pajamas last month, also monogrammed with the letter K.  Can this be a coincidence?

I was so upset, and Röbert is out of town again, so, unfortunately, I couldn’t drive down to his office to confront him and make a scene. He doesn’t even know anyone with a name starting with the letter K!!!

I ran next door to talk to my bestie, Karen.  She was also out of town, but Mitch was working out in the living room.  He was very sweet and reassuring, and gave me a big ol’ friendly hug.

Mitch was working out.  I felt confused by his hug.

Mitch was working out. I felt confused by his hug.

I have been sobbing on and off all afternoon.  I don’t know what to think!  Also, Mitch looked pretty good.  Such a confusing day.  Kids were in bed at 4 PM and I am having some of my pals over for a few drinks.  Happy Holidays!