Monday is almost over and I did not talk to PW about her job search. Maybe I should call her on the telephone tomorrow. Or, I could send her an email asking how the job search is going. Maybe, that would be a good way to go. I feel this job is becoming toxic for her too. It cannot be healthy to be in an environment where you cannot function. She must feel stymied at every turning. I sit here like a uncommunicative statute. I refuse to deal with the mail or all the loose papers. I do not want to look at them or tell her what to do with them. When did I become such a bitch? Donno...life just happens.