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So, in the 48 hours that RGG has been aware that he will be moving out no later than 8 PM on August 12, he was at the computer playing some sort of fantasy wizarding game all day yesterday (we're talking well over 15 hours, here). How do I know? I was here all day yesterday. Today, he has spent what appears to be all day at the computer, playing yet another fantasy wizarding game. He was playing it when I left for work this morning, he is still playing it as we speak. According to Boe, who asked RGG, RGG has not left the house in those 48 hours.
It appears, so far as I can tell, that RGG has not even begun to look for a place to stay.
Boe and I were chatting this evening, and things really became crystal clear to me when Boe told me that RGG had tried to come to a gentleman's agreement with Boe to allow him to stay past the 12th if RGG was unable to find a new place by that time. Apparently, one of the things that RGG said to him was that I couldn't throw [RGG] out because it wasn't my house.
Let me write that out again, just in case you missed it:
According to RGG, this roof over my head is not my house.
It's Boe's house, and Boe wasn't the one to write out the notice to vacate, so really, RGG just needed to pay the past due rent and everything would be okay again. Boe, bless him, just took one long look at RGG and told him that I (Krista) have made the mortgage payments on the house for the past year with money I earned, so I can damned well do as I please in a house I am paying the mortgage on. Boe finally stood up for me and told RGG that he (Boe) completely supports any and all decisions I make, especially when my happiness is at stake. So, yes, RGG would indeed have to leave no later than 8 PM on the 12th, and furthermore, Boe fully agrees with the decision to evict RGG.
Things really clicked for me when Boe was telling me this little anecdote, and I realized that every request I have made of RGG he has double-checked with Boe. And that also explains why RGG doesn't cook for himself, or clean up after himself, or anything like that...he's expecting me to do it because that's women's work.
That pathetic motherfucker's a misogynist of the first water.
I daresay that he will be stunned when Boe drops him off at the Rescue Mission Shelter the evening of the 12th and his stuff is on the front porch. Meanwhile, I will be changing the locks. I'm a smart girl and I know how to use power tools. Fear me, RGG. Fear me.
