Monday Night

He hit the house drunk and in a weird mood. Nabal told a big wapping lie about our boy and his girlfriend. Never came out and said it but tried to tell the story to sound dirty. I knew he was lying for various reasons, but wondered why he was telling it. Then gets into an argument about religion. I had dinner ready, asked was he ready to eat. He went into his speil of not eating all day. I finally said, "If you can afford beer you can afford food." He said someone loaned him beer money. People loan money for beer, not food. I wouldn't know because I know nothing about people... He went and got more beer, then ate. Later he comes downstairs, "You don't want me anymore. You want someone else. Sorry I can't be perfect." While blowing alcohol beer breath in my face. Really irks me, his acting like I woke one morning to a bucolic marriage and flipped out! I knew it would come to this! He asks, "Are all Christians alike?" I said, "They should be, but no." He goes into a tyrade about how Christians turn their backs on you when you are broke and only like you when you have money. Really?! Nothing to do with maybe word of his behavior outside of church getting around? He said, "I'm done with them! Don't want to deal with them anymore!" Wow, wonder if he's going to step down from his deacon position? Stop teaching? (that I hope stops, blind leading the blind) I also noticed, he did not include himself as a Christian. Wonder what tomorrow will bring, will he remember any of this. He wanted to know had I sent a bill. I said no he had to drop by the bank and get it notarized. He decided it was too much work and wasn't working for them anymore. Interesting night. I understand he is depressed because we are so low on money. We should have had tens of thousands saved, if not a hundred... He wanted it in his checking account so he could spend it, and he did. All of it. We have been poor before not a big problem for me. He wants to spend like old time. We have so much debt now...