P.I.C.

P.I.C. (who shall remain nameless) is my ‘Partner In Crime.’ We met in ‘96 when we both worked for GM – me in maintenance, he worked on the line, and we’ve been best friends ever since. And we’re proof that a man and a woman can be friends and not have sex. Ever.

Having a guy (with a pick-up truck!) for a best friend has its advantages. Anytime I got a wild hair for a home-improvement project that either involved a trip to Home Depot (or 3 or 4 trips) or renting heavy equipment, he was always willing and eager to help. (I’ve got a picture somewhere he took of me driving a bobcat)

So when GM transferred him to the plant in Arlington, Texas this past April, I came along and here we are in Fort Worth.

We just never expected I wouldn’t be able to find a job here.

But he’s a big sweetheart and lets me work on building my online empire [when I'm not cooking, doing dishes, mowing the yard, etc., etc.] so hopefully one day soon I can get my life back to the way it was before – sans roommate.

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