Technically Sunday

Nabal got in at 3 am. Lucky me! Now I get to listen to his snoring all night. Well, what's left of it. It's an ipod kinda night. So that makes 10 hours of drinking for him today. Now realize, at 3 pm today he will stand up in front his Spanish church and exhort people in proper living for God...

So he and Isela talked 5 times today. Mrs Soto is a married woman. But preacher boy here is answering her every call. Needy women, the way he likes them. Lots of unknown calls. He's the latest player in town. Caught him last night using lady's wrinkle and tightening cream. Can we say midlife crisis. Well, he will be walking through the rest of it upsetting someone else. He can barely breath he's so drunk. Phone was dying in his pants pocket. They were wet in the crotch. Mighty Nabal... See why I'm not so upset about him catting around. They deserve whatever they get if they get Nabal. He worked all day. It was hot and humid today. He smells like a construction site. I will not complain about that. I spent my years on a construction site and it's good honest work. But this is the man who would not go out of the house before he bathed. He would miss church because he wouldn't have enough time to shower. He now works all day in dirt, drinks all evening... in dirt, pees himself then goes to bed on clean sheets- unbathed. Again I say- this is not the man I married. He doesn't even see where he is headed. Those folks he feels sorry for because they drink so much they beg money and are always dirty- he has become one of them by choice.

So I rooted around in his wallet again. Found one of his contractor's business cards with job information on the back, but on closer inspection he had the guy write out phrases for him. Now I see how he text Mary with such precise english. "What's up, what are you doing." "so, what time do you get off work." etc. That is filed along with the Shell station girl's number written on a receipt for renting a van for his church, and his Visa bill for the hotel room. (Smile)

Yes I am giving away information that could easily identify Isela. She knows Nabal has an Abigail and she has a Reynaldo. She gets what she gets. I told Nabal I would call her house and start a scene if she didn't stop texting Christmas morning. What goes around will come around.

So I'm going to put on my ipod and sleep for a while until church, in the morning. Yes through all of this I still trust in the Lord. He said look to Him, not to men for you reason for faith. Men will trip you up every time. Peace.

Now I have to open the window too; the smell of alcohol is enough to gag on even with the fan and a/c on.