Monday

Why do I even listen anymore. He says today that because of the money we owe the IRS he's going back to Mex after an anticipated prison term. And will take our boy with him. Realize the boy will be 18 in the spring, has a deep hatred for his dad for abuse, has promised to go into the military, which we are all trying to talk him out of because he's so bright he can join after college. He's wavering between law and physics. And Nabal wants him to become his business manager. Now I Mexico. Just this summer the poor boy expressed dislike for Hispanic people because of the dishonesty of his father and many others around us. Nabal asked if I could handle Sissy... I'd try to clean this place up and rent it and move north as soon as school was up in the spring. But, tomorrow or in an hour he'll be here declaring undying love and trying to find yet another way to get me to bed. And he's already changed and is talking bankruptcy. He's wondering why his truck isn't paid off. When I told him it's because he has a high interest rate. He became the victim, 'I wish I had someone to tell me these things...' Mind you he brought the truck home without consulting anyone. Signed the papers and never called anyone to ask any advice. I told him several years ago to switch the loan during the good times, but he didn't. So, he didn't ask anyone, and when I did advise him he didn't listen. Victim...