Well, it's been a wild ride since my grand-daughter embedded herself into my life back in Tennessee. Living with a narcissist has been all over the internet lately, and I have experienced it first hand.

Just one more chapter in my crazy 79 years. I have to say though, I'm proud of myself at the moment. Despite the scathing words of her email yesterday, I know the truth, and my own personal truth.

I have been clean, sober, healthy and reliable all Summer. I've performed my job well, taken care of the chickens and loved the hell out of four dogs.

I'm tan and fit, pretty good for an old guy, and trust me I've made a lot of comparisons to my brothers at the pool.

So now I don't know what happens next. I have four more days of work, and then I'm done here. I'll contact my employer and ask her to hold on to my last paycheck, too bad it can't be direct deposited.

It's a dangerous world out there, but I'm finally at the point of not caring. I'll do my best to survive, and hopefully land well. If it goes wrong at least they'll have an email to read at my eulogy.