I’ve always wanted to go on “hiatus.” It just sounds like something that should be applied to someone of importance. I, however, am no one of significance. But I’m going to use the term anyway.
It seems my wife has taken exception to me communicating to you more than (she feels) than I communicate with her. She has stated specifically that I’m all about “hate.” She also took exception to me referring to ProudFlaDeplorable2 as “my queen.”
Well, if you all remember there was a devastating fire in my town a few weeks back. My friend Jay asked if I wanted to set up a “Go Fund Me” page. I was interested. He connected me to ProudFlaDeplorable2 who had helped him set up his “Go Fund Me” site.
So this person I don’t even know contacted me and wanted to help. For that I was very grateful. Hence, “my queen.”
So there’s that.
Then there’s also her opinion that I talk to some of you (Bear, Jay, Festus, Molon Labe, Freedom Fighter) “nine hours a day.” Not true. And even if it was, so the fuck what? But it’s unacceptable to her.
There’s also the fact that she feels I didn’t get her enough presents for her birthday, and the recent fires have made her hate this area.
And btw, anyone here who has my phone number . . . forget about it. I smashed the phone into two pieces about an hour ago, so don’t bother calling me. You all have my email.
Sorry about this, but it seems my marriage is done. I don’t see any other way around it.
She was gone for about a week visiting her family in Seattle. God only knows what went on there but she came back saying she doesn’t belong here and hates this place. Oh well.
I’ll stick around as much as I can, but no promises.
I love all of you and consider you all my brothers and sisters.
We had a good ride though, didn’t we? 
Munny out.
