I'm going to steal a few minutes from work (still have a deadline I'm 90 minutes for, and a meeting I'm skipping, but that was a fait accompli already.)

A while ago, I wrote about how my father married and divorced a wife before going back to the old country to find a traditional wife. The 'traditional wife' would be my mom, recently deceased. His previous marriage resulted in a daughter, and the investigation firm we hired recently found her contact info!

In addition to just being elated to have a (half-) blood relative, I also have to apologize to her for my mother's spiteful action of moving my father's remains without notifying her. Oh, and to tell her about my heart condition, because the cardiologist strongly believes it's genetic.

Anyhow, SpouseKitty called and left a message on her voicemail. We'll try again tonight.

(Okay, so much for me lamenting that my life is boring...)