We have our first Mystery Female update.
Chickadee reports that her name is “Inca.” I’m guessing it may actually be Inga, but who knows. Sounds mail-order-ish to me, either way.
But Chickadee’s hair was neatly combed out and beautifully done up–which is quite a change from the nest of snarls it usually is after swimming–so I’m thinking I can get behind this Inca person.
I also had a nice laugh at the ex’s expense and watched him turn all red because he parked waaaaaaay to the side of my driveway at both pick-up and drop-off, as if that would somehow prevent me from knowing about the Mystery Female in his car. I suggested he bring her in to say hello and he almost choked. Heh. And no, I didn’t even get a glimpse.
Curiouser and curiouser.