and then there were three

Hey D,
Glad to have a post from you! Sounds like you are so busy. Work sucks. Jeff went off today. He wants to go to the Board about our acting director. Two things. It could be a very bad move for Jeff basically end his career here. However it could be a very good thing for me because I've been trying to figure out a way to go the Board myself without damaging my career. We'll see.

Another fish died tonight. The potbelly guppie. He'd been sick off and on but until tonight, he'd been doing better. I came home and he didn't look so good. I put his medicine in the water but I knew he wasn't going to make it. And then I started crying. I hate it when one of the fish dies. I find it very disturbing.

When The Boy wanted to get an aquarium I was against. It's not that I don't like fish. I do. I think they are beautiful creatures. I just like to see them in their natural habitat. Also I knew I'd be the one to end up with the freakin' tank. Hello, The Boy hasn't lived here in over a year but his fish still do.

The guppie was the last fish left from The Boy's mother's aquarium. We inherited him. He was a funny fat little fish. God bless the guy from Oranda Aquarium who never batted an eye when I'd tell him my guppie was sick, ask advice and buy medicine.

I called The Boy tonight and told him to come pick up his aquarium. He needs to be responsible for his fish.

I'm going to bed now. I have an early day tomorrow. We have a rah, rah meeting at 8:30. Bleck!
-Chel