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Jiggety Jig

Jiggety jig, my ex. is a pig. It's much worse since I've been gone.. One could clean every day. He won't put things away and he even throws trash on his lawn.. When I go there I shutter at his ability to clutter and wonder what could he pawn.. He's not yet a hoarder but there's no sense of order. I just might throw things in his pond..

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Date: 1/5/2024 3:21:00 AM
Facing exes, and seeing and realizing again and again the differences can be comforting too to some extent, knowing you did the right thing leaving them. You’ve expressed very well here dear nancy. I especially love the line “ He's not yet a hoarder but there's no sense of order. I just might throw things in his pond..“ hah that last line made me smile! Might as well yes. Pleasure reading you always. Wishing you a blessed year ahead. Sending you light always
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Date: 1/4/2024 4:31:00 PM
oh my...I can't tolerate disorder. I couldn't live with a hoarder. Sorry you had to experience that, albeit it briefly. Have a great evening, Sara
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Date: 1/4/2024 8:37:00 AM
Oh dear, well at least you haven't got to tidy up for him now Nancy. Tom
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