Sunday

About to pop my corks. Suddenly after 4 or more years Nabal is asking about the holidays. And about our anniversary which happens to be sometime in November. It's been so long since I cared I've even forgotten the date. He laughed and said he's never done anything (in 20 years) because he never had time. WTF? Then says he's going to take me to dinner where we used to live. It's victim night, Nabal again asks if I think he's not good enough for me. Working my darn nerve. Whispering from across the room: Wanna make sex? Oh I see he's been all thru Match.com and got all hot. He tried to be so jovial. Laughing that: economy is bad, you're bad, something else was bad but, oh how he slipped that in. Blames me yet again for his drinking, he started because I don't love him. Told me his church was falling apart, but if I would just copoorate everything would work out. I was his wife and had to eventually give in to him so avid would be happy. He is reaching. Was talking about his pastor again. She'd left the country for a month now she's back and all the people hate her. He said while she was gone the people put him to preach and he was better. Then he lied and told me about his old friend who knows most of his dirt and that he'd been against him. Said the man must have been jealous. He then got on a campaign about an invoice he'd forgotten about until yesterday. He lied and said he'd told me inumerable times and I'd forgotten/ goes found and round over every detail, but in the end he was to drunk to do any business. Nor was he sober enough to read his bible and have an opinion...but he did. I had to stop him calling a customer at 11:30 at night. Said they'd be awake because they were old. He's really losing it. He's trying to pretend himself out of the reality of it all.