Thanks all. Sorry about the lack of posts but this is the first time I've parked myself at a computer in a long time. I need to compile what has happened and create a mega-post so you can find out what I've been going through. It is a testament to frustration, anger, and stupidity.

I don't have any news of progress on the case. Two days ago I bought an abstract of the police file and all it talked about was the theft of the physical items from the house. And it didn't mention Wakana at all though the computer that was stolen was hers.

I have been trying to pay off the legitimate checks I wrote but now the credit union won't let me have any more money until the negative balance in my account is made right. That will be next payday, 9/10. The companies I have talked to do not care about the ID theft. All they care about is getting paid the money owed PLUS the returned check fee. In one instance I was paying the debt before the check came back and they STILL assessed the returned check fee.

In the meantime I just learned that my Government card has been compromised as well. The thief apparently took that as well. I cannot talk to those people until the world turns far enough that they have a work day on their side of the world. I guess I'll be up late tonight.

But there is humor and laughter to be found as well. Wakana's mother came to help us out. We met her at the airport. Just before she arrived Wakana confessed that she had not had the opportunity (nerve?) to describe me to her parents in more than general terms. Wakana's mother arrived, a tiny, elderly, Japanese woman and they greeted each other warmly. Then Wakana introduced me and the older woman's eyes travelled up, up, and up, with increasing astonishment at my size and appearance. Her mother is only a little shorter than Wakana and Wakana is only 5'1". I am 6'2" tall and at last count weigh in at 365 pounds. I think Wakana's mother is concerned about her daughter.

Time to go back into the fray. Thanks for all the good wishes. We are doing as well as can be expected. It's tough but we will survive it.

By the way, thanks to the extremely wet weather this year we have a brook running through our yard. The landlord says there is a spring up in the jungle that flows when the aquifer fills up. It is quite pleasant to listen to. It took some doing with a shovel to get it to follow a particular course but now it flows down past the house, across the driveway and into the neighbor's yard. It's been very well behaved and has stayed out of the house though the neighbor has complained about it coming into his house. I'm thinking of naming it. Any suggestions?