I wrote it. And while the intention was to give it to them, my smile sweeping the sunshine from their lives, I realized that was childish. So, I threw it away. I am not going to tear myself down to a level where it is all about money. My life has never been defined in such limiting terms. So I am doing the right thing. I will give them a clear reason for my departure, 3 weeks notice, and wish them well. The bridge, while it may be satisfying to burn, will remain intact. That’s just the smart thing to do.

We are Mac shopping. I don’t know if/when we will submit to the siren call of the the Powerbook and G5, but there is a chance it will happen.

Hunting for Hazel Eye’s parents. Still no word. You would think they would put something in the paper, but I have not found anything. I posted on Petfinder.com and DogDetective.com. David is going to put posters up. The little beagle seems to get settling in, though. Both of the beagles slept with me last night on the futon (since I am snoring a lot). Puck was running in his dreams and kept scratching me. The little one kept scooting next to me, and when ever I moved, trying to get away from his body heat, he would move closer. I ended up in this odd pretzel position last night. He’s not freaking out over Valentine as much. Yes, he chases him, but Val’s not growling at him and the little one, while curious, doesn’t howl as much. The game of the chase is irresistable though.

I am looking forward to the weekend. We are supposed to visit with Swinger tonight, but I think it will be a quick beer and then back home. The one thing with the new little man is that we haven’t been able to run, so I am starting to feel a little off. Not to the degree I was last week, but still not all shiny. I will muddle through.

I need more coffee.