[nostatic]

Well, here's a good one. I last talked to my dad about 3 weeks ago. Typical conversation...usual stuff. I've been crazy busy and he didn't call so yesterday I tried to call and got a "the number is no longer working." message. Hmm...that's odd. He has phone over cable so I figured maybe it was a technical glitch. Tried again a couple times today and got the same message. Finally this evening I called a neighbor to see if she could check on him (he's 81, has a 61 year old wife he married a couple years ago after my mom died). She said, "oh they sold the house and moved a couple weeks ago."

Well there ya go...no wonder the phone didn't work.

Some backstory, there was an issue with the parents trust and my dad wanting to rewrite the whole thing when he got remarried (an A-B trust) and my brother refusing to sign off on that. So some bitterness as he wanted to leave the house free and clear to his new wife when he dies (although that is the bulk of the estate so he couldn't do it). I actually suggested he sell and move into a mobile home (which he could pay cash for and fund the other half of the trust).

So I got his new number from the neighbor and called him. He gave me a song and dance about being really busy since the move. I said that when I talked to him last the house (which I was born in and grew up in, and he bought with my mom in '57) must have been in escrow. He made some bs thing about a 2-day escrow, and when I said then he must have had it on the market he started yelling at me about not telling him about my divorce immediately, or when I moved (from one apartment to another in the same building, keeping the same phone number).

I told my ex and she suggested we go on Jerry Springer. Wonder if that pays well...

Anywho, merry f*cking xmas everyone! See why I love the holidays?