So just after I blogged last night I got a text from Mo Gumbo:
"JESUS! I hope nothing is terribly wrong with you!"
& this morning I got an e-mail:
"Maybe you are out of town
Sent messages and texts. Don't understand how thus is going.
So your pissed? Hung up on you while upset. Ok.
That has nothing to do with my daughter or my grandmother. I am willing to pay you for what was my grandmothers. If I am irrational or whatever you think, fine.
That does not excuse your inability to respond.
Martha can stop by.
If I don't hear from you, I think it would be sad to have to have help with this.
200.00?
Please."
OK this is me again. I guess this foolishness has gone on long enough. I am not interested in holding this ugly ass bag hostage & frankly I have more knitting needles than I can possibly ever use. I am thinking of texting her something along these lines:
"My address has not changed. Send the return post box & I will send you the bag & some needles in exchange for not having to communicate with you any more. I am not angry & I do forgive you, but I am not participating in your madness any further."
I wouldn't even let her know that your address is the same. If she knows where to mail you she she knows where to find you. Can you organize a dropoff with a mututal friend who hasn't booted her yet?
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