I am so ready for the mitts to be done. This relationship is drawing its last breath and I just want it to be over. The mitts however, don’t seem to notice that we are not compatible anymore and are resisting the break up. Such needy mitts. I want to move on but they just won’t let me. We’ll see for how long I’ll care to keep this up. There are other fish in the sea, if you know what I mean.