Andy, you didn't finish the story.

On the first day back in her home, the movers came and delivered her things, placing all the labeled cartons in the correct rooms.
She spent the second day unpacking her belongings and arranging the furniture.
On the third day, she was sitting down for a dinner of pasta with clam sauce and garlic bread, when the door bell rang.
Miffed that her pasta was going to get cold, she yanked open the front dor and snapped, "What do you want!"
It was her ex-husband, who said, "I just stopped by to return your curtain rods."
He then fired both barrels of the 12 gauge shotgun into her chest, dropped the stinking curtain rods on her body, and walked away.
Now, THAT'S a happy ending!