Saturday

Tonight Nabal comes in at 10:30 tonight. Yes stinking drunk. I do mean stinking! He tells me he should take a shower tonight because he didn't last night. He said he smelled like fish all day... He's sitting on the living room sofa...unwashed still, drinking his beer and watching the TV. In the kitchen he's begging for a kiss. Finally he says, "I don't know why I have to fight for a kiss from my wife. You are my wife. You are breaking up our marriage acting like this." Now what he doesn't know is that we saw him a little bit ago parked outside the Burger King which is next door tithe gas station where Miss. Mary Sims works. He wears talking on his phone. Glancing at his phone there are no calls recorded after 8:30 pm. I think it's funny that now I'm the bad guy for not forgetting all the dirt he's done these past few years. Ok, I accept, I'm the bad guy. Today I made my goal for money for the day! Thank you Father God!! If this keeps up and I can surpass my starting goal I can get Nabal out of here next year! (Or sooner) right now I'd just be happy to pay bills on time... Today one of my dearest friends, one I lost contact with for a long time lost their dad. My heart and prayers go out to the family. This is the shame of what I allowed to happen in isolating myself. I'm no longer close to anyone. Not close enough to reach out. I can feel myself drawing inward again as I am taking too long to get this over with and everyone around me is losing patience with me. I'm such a coward. Should just kick his ass to the curb and get it over with. Let the chips fall where they may.