True Story©… Ding Dong--… BITCH!!!
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Welcome back… We present all new from a new address that a couple of you have visited and gotten fitshaced drunk with me. The other 5 weeks of my residence have been spent re-learning this as “home” and working to pay the bills in this place. We closed on 10/20 and 10/22 (dateS plural, you know only if you’re connected to both me and wife person on the BookFace) . In the weeks since, I have been painting, heavy lifting, shutting the fuck up working hard at being the best daddy I can be to Ava in spite of the efforts of my ex wife a woman I had a wedding with one time. What also transpired in these intervening weeks was our anniversary (11/09) and the now-biannual Thanksgiving beach trip, I might explain that the Biannual trip used to not have a prefix, but I didn’t have a married-into family who was alive and active until I married an actual wife in 2018. For the past few years, we lived in a house I’d bought in 2009… It was the only home that my d