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"Life is lived forward, but understood backward. It is not until we are down the road and we stand on the mountain looking back through the valley that we can appreciate the terrain God has allowed us to scale.” Jill Savage

Friday, December 29, 2006

The Curtain Rods (Well it is fun Friday)

She spent the first day packing her belongings into boxes, crates
and suitcases.

On the second day, she had the movers come and collect her things.

On the third day, she sat down for the last time at their beautiful
dining room table by candlelight, put on some soft background
music, and feasted on a pound of shrimp, a jar of caviar, and a
bottle of Chardonnay.

When she had finished, she went into each and every room and
deposited a few half-eaten shrimp shells, dipped in caviar, into
the hollow of the curtain rods.

She then cleaned up the kitchen and left.

When the husband returned with his new girlfriend, all was bliss
for the first few days. Then slowly, the house began to smell.

They tried everything; cleaning and mopping and airing the place
out. Vents were checked for dead rodents, and carpets were steam cleaned.
Air fresheners were hung everywhere.
Exterminators were brought in to set off gas canisters, during
which they had to move out for a few days, and in the end they even paid
to replace the expensive wool carpeting

Nothing worked. People stopped coming over to visit... Repairmen
refused to work in the house...... The maid quit...

Finally, they could not take the stench any longer and decided to
move.

A month later, even though they had cut their price in half, they
could not find a buyer for their stinky house. Word got out, and
eventually, even the local Realtor refused to return their calls.

Finally, they had to borrow a huge sum of money from the bank to purchase
a new place.

The ex-wife called the man, and asked how things were going. He told her
the saga of the rotting house. She listened politely, and
said that she missed her old home terribly, and would be willing to
reduce her divorce settlement in exchange for getting the
house back...

Knowing his ex-wife had no idea how bad the smell was, he agreed on a
price that was about 1/10th of what the house had been worth...
But only if she were to sign the papers that very day.

She agreed, and within the hour, his lawyers delivered the
paperwork.

A week later, the man and his new girlfriend stood smirking as they
watched the moving company pack everything to take to their new home...
..........including the curtain rods.

I LOVE A HAPPY ENDING, DON'T YOU????

Chatty Crone

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