As Posted to Facebook.

Striking when the Knife is Hot. I don't know what's wrong with me, maybe I am too nice. The time to get everything out or as much of it as I can is now. I've been stalling, deciding if I should or not. I'll likely forget events, even large ones. Or I might word them less worthy than the effect they had. Then there's the way I am doing this. Facebook doesn't really allow me to type notes and then order them consecutively. I been concerned that if I don't do so now I may regret it come Friday. You've been quiet, maybe your staying away Jim because you have realized this business is not yours. . However, I just heard you stomp up the stairs like you do when you are on a mission, when you are full self-purpose and negative mindset. Even the dog was barking like mad. Unlike yourself, you’re not parking front and center in the driveway all proud to make a presence. You are on the street. So I am left wondering what’s up? Are you taking more boxes out of the house? I notice that you know. I know what you two are like. When she’s wrapped around your finger she gives you whatever you want. Perhaps your plotting a counter attack to these posts? A family member says I should go up and give you a hug. I don’t see that happening. I think it would be dangerous to talk to any of you, you lie and twist things. . I can’t help but wonder, what brought you here? Advice from work? A lawyer? Another free meal? A need for a Signature? . So perhaps I should just continue posting? Some may be normal interaction with siblings, some not. . PS. I had visitors yesterday, I shared some of your words with them. Their reply? That certainly doesn't help the situation.