I really hate letting Mike control my life....

He still is.   Yesterday was an example.

I  was right, by the way.  Both he and Deb showed up. April V was the only other CCR alum to be there.  She just had  to post a photo of Mike and Deb with the caption "Guess who showed up..."

Just what Mike wanted, I am sure.  His legend goes on, bigger than ever, of course.  If they only knew some of the things I do...

This could complicate things in regards to the 2018 reunion.  Mike is certain to be there. I accepted responsibility for planning the reunion.  Methinks I blundered and am considering backing out. That act, alone, would make a loud statement.

Life is complicated.

I cannot agree with that more!

Val lived to the hilt.  She and I banged heads a few times because she was very opionated and free with her unsolicited advice.  But it wasn't a control or ego thing, as it is with Mike; Val was a people person and cared deeply about others.  Mike is interested in Mike. Quite different. Wish I could have seen her one more time, but she told us she preferred we wait until her funeral, as she wanted to spend what pleasant time she had remaining with her husband and her dogs.  Kind of reminds me of my mother...in a funny sort of way.  Not that many things my mother did were funny.

I shall make a point of visiting her grave, once I am certain Mike won't be around.

It's about a month until I make the move south.  That's gonna be quite an undertaking.  But in an odd sort of way, I am actually looking forward to move, to the experience.  I've already made it plain that if things do not turn out well, I will turn the RV north and head back to North Carolina.  Not going to hold still for abuse of any kind.

In my more pensive moments, I wonder exactly why the school wants me there so badly. Hardly anyone else will even consider me.  Age, most likely.