Remember how I asked Susan to share my blog with me? Well we haven't seen much of her, that's for sure. But in Susan's defense she's going through a rough time right now. Not only a new title and job description at work, but she's in the process of moving.

I had a chat online with her Friday night and I'll let her explain some of her current emotional distress, of course the screennames have been changed to protect the guilty:

Susan: i can't believe how many fucking pairs of shoes i have, i'm gonna need 4 boxes for them alone
Dawn: only 4? what did you give some away?
Susan: i have a trash bag full that i'm tossing, and a box i'm giving to goodwill
Dawn: lol...that is so sad
Susan: it is, but i don't have the room, they're on their own
Dawn: is the house bigger you are moving too?
Susan: it's about the same size, but there's less closet space there
Dawn: sucks to be you then...no more shoes
Susan: don't talk like that, it makes my ears bleed
Dawn: lol

Well there you have it. Emotional distress. Susan is PA's own Amelda Marcos and she must part with some of her shoe collection. I do feel for Chris and talking with him this morning he's already plotting an addition to the house to accomodate the lack of closet space. Chris is a wise man and knows he needs to placate Susan, therefore the promise of an addition.

So if anyone hears any rumblings from the PA area, be calm it's only Susan. I've already heard rumors of cattle and dogs exhibiting strange behavior in her neck of the woods. I already told her I'd come visit after the holidays and take her shoe shopping, in the meantime I sent her several online shoe sites. I think we are all safe. For now.