For background on Loony, see https://www.steptalk.org/node/224383, https://www.steptalk.org/node/224489 and
https://www.steptalk.org/node/225050

I was sitting on my sofa last night, about to have a glass of wine when my daughter texted me "have you talked to Grandma?" Well, of course I had, so I answered "yup." My daughter texted back "can you believe Loony? WTF is her problem?"

Uh oh - in the five or six conversations I had with my mom, Loony never came up. I asked my daughter for more information and she filled me in. I made the decision to put down the glass of wine and head over to my mom's house.

When I got there, I learned that Loony had been texting and emailing my mom all day yesterday, making various demands, mostly about those damn dolls. I learned that Loony called my dad (because my mom was not responding to Loony's texts and emails, yay Mom!) and told him that she heard (from nosy neighbor Jerry, I assume) that my mom, my daughter and I have been hauling things out my grandmother's house and selling them on Ebay (not true, while we were hauling things out, it was garbage bags full of broken items, stained clothes, bags of string and other stupid stuff) and that my mom has no right to do any of that.

Thankfully, my dad set Loony straight and told her that my grandmother had a will and that yes, my mom DOES have the right to do whatever she wants with everything that belonged to my grandmother because the will names her as the sole beneficiary of everything my grandmother had. I know I have told you guys that my mom was a world class PASer and my dad has never said a bad word about my mom Last night he stood up for my mom, which was totally awesome. My dad rocks!!

Anyway, I managed to calm my mom down, block Loony's number from her phone, block Loony's email address from her email account and now I am on the 3rd draft of the email that I will be sending Loony.

In other news, my realtor was at the condo yesterday waiting for a couple to come see it. When she walked in, there was water all over the floor of the kitchen. Somehow, the water line on the fridge busted and was spewing water all over the place. My realtor called me, I sent a friend who lives close by over to help figure out what the hell was going on, and he was able to shut off the water line to the fridge. When he did that, he discovered that the water had leaked down into the basement. Those damn dolls are currently in a trunk in the basement.

It sure would be a shame if all those dolls were water damaged, wouldn't it????

And, so it goes......