Not sure what Nabal is trying to accomplish with him constantly insisting I have agreed to something I have not. At first it did make me stop and think, now I see it coming and it just tees me off.
Saturday night our boy came in from an evening with friends only to find that drunk Nabal had let his chicks (yes, real chickens) loose in his room. It was cold that night and they are still small and transitioning. Then Nabal comes in and puts them back into the cage and tells the boy to clean up the poop off the floor. What an absolute jerk. He was looking for a fight, and I'm gad the boy didn't bite.
My biggest project this week is to find some help for the boy. He has spent enough time with his father that he fears he will become like him. Not the drinking, but the way he is with women. Going to see what Lundy Bancroft has for the young men. Praying that realizing there is a problem is what may save him from becoming what he fears most.
I have to clean up today. Nabal did finally clean his beer bottles out of the living room. I'll catch it while I don't have to lift and dust under said bottles.
Worked a lot last week. This week I'm going to make more opportunities to work again!
I've realized I have to climb out of this one step at a time, and one day I'll look up and back and realize I'm free of all this debt, and of Nabal. I need to find a mentor and/or business partner. I have so much going on I feel so ADD. Everything is an emergency, but I guess it's been like that for years. Nabal is resentful when he's not the center of attention. He gets very annoyed when he needs something and who he needs to do it for him is not available. He really wants everyone to sit, like the old typing pools. Marking time till they are urgently needed, then it's drop everything and attend to the emergency. I don't even bother to tell Nabal when I work. The more he knows the more road blocks he can figure to throw in your way. He isn't even on my 'need to know basis' list, he's on the, 'He'll figure it out for himself' list.
I just wonder how I'm getting out from under all this debt. I know when he's gone he's gone. Fine with me, what I want, but scary none the less.
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