Packing and being only mildly bummed out that Desert Grandma's husband is convinced I'm a serial killer.
All right ... which one of you bozos outed me?? Come on, I know it had to be one of you!!
Fess up!
Rats .... I did so want to meet DG.
Who knew that all those bodies rotting under the floorboards would come back to haunt me in this way?? (Yes, I know, I don't HAVE any floorboards .... work with me here people!!)