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I went to the lab for blood work again today. The phlebotomist specifically told me not to stop at the bar on the way home. She drew about a cup of blood and I had been fasting since six last night. I would have made it into the Lab early but my car wouldn't start. I had to recharge the battery some. That got me thinking that I ought to clean the garage because it was difficult to move around in there.I did have to rearrange one whole shelf just to get a power cord. and I threw away a broken iron. Naturally I kept the box. I realized that peter hasn't moved out yet. I doubt he ever will. I can't do anything without moving his stuff. We have been fighting a war of reprisals over personal space for twenty years. Then he moves out, leaving a ton of broken, impacted, graveyard-of-the-damned appliances and a billion "rags for cleaning." There's also a large number of empty coffee cans high up on a very small shelf. Booby traps. He used to change his clothes out there. In fact he used to practically live out there kept his clothes, excercized he even used to cook out there. When the stove didn't work for five years, he started using a tiny microwave oven that Masha gave me years ago. He would go out and heat his food and his tea. But do you think that he ever swept? I know he thinks he cleaned but It's just not so. He only cleaned the spot where he would sit and meditate. eventually i moved the microwave into the house and turned on the stove there was nothing wrong with it the whole time. five years. He claimed that it was dangerous and we couldn't afford to fix it. What he really wanted was to remodel the kitchen. That would be less expensive for him because he would use Masha's savings. Neither Masha nor I would grant that it was a good idea It would just let him play carpenter boss for a year or two that it took to do the work. Nothing would be comfortable. He actually tried to starve us into making the decision that he wanted. By controlling the one burner hot plate where he cooked his important meals (Lunch and Breakfast in the morning and dinner at night) he kept The rest of us from preparing our own food. I had the good sense to take a job in a restaurant during that time so I always ate.
But now Peter is gone. H e left without saying good bye. Masha asks me didn't he even care about us? for her there was almost no warning. one Sunday she asked him why he had opened a new bank account and he fled the house saying "I don't need this." Two days later he called to tell her that he was moving out. He knew she had an appointment. He rang her on the cell while she was on her way. She canceled the appointment and called me to get me out of the house. Her fear was that he would try to provoke a confrontation with me and use it to validate his departure. So Masha came back and she and Denny Loaded Stuff like the house Title and Financial papers into his van for temporary storage. Peter did try to grab as much of the records as he could. H couldn't say much because he had a friend with him for "protection," It wouldn't look right for him to demand the title right there while He was leaving. Masha inherited the house from her Father, Allen.
So he left. He and Mash have known each other since he was Twenty Two. They lived and worked together for Eleven years in Maine before coming to Florida in Nineteen Eighty One. They have been married for about fifteen years. We don't know why he left we only know that he was unhappy here.