Monday, December 17, 2012

Monday

The flu this year is the pits...at least it's fast as flus go. First my girl, then as she was coming out of it, I went down for the count.

Let's see what Nabal was up to... He did buy juice once I got sick. He made soup last night, and got bombed doing it. He was able to take our girl to work as he was headed to church in the same direction. Just before it was time to pick her up I went upstairs and realized Nabal was most of the way through his 6 pack. I get to her job and he calls me asking if I left to pick her up. Then went on in twisted drunk speak to explain how he could have picked her up, all I had to do was ask. I told him flatly that he was on beer 5 of a 6 pack and I didn't think that was the best thing to have him driving anyone including himself. He never addressed te statement and changed the conversation than hung up.

One of my friends from high school called me. I have been asking her advice on getting a tutor for my kid with a learning disability, plus we are friends and I don't need a reason to talk with her no matter how you slice it. I remember he told me he talked with a friend of mine from a certain state. I could tell by something in his voice he was waiting for a reaction. So I said: Ok, who? Then he mentioned her name. I told him ok and I'd call her back when I felt better. Today I chatted with her a bit as she has sickness in her house she's dealing with. Seems he played 30 questions with her... Where did I know her from, had I spoken with her recently, and what was the nature of our relationship. So...was he really chasing something, or was he trying to dissuade whoever it was from calling me. Yet again he crossed the wrong friend...this one has battled with psychological abuse from a husband and after 12 years has her kid home with her and free of her abuser. When she gets a break I'm sure she'll fill fill me in on the whole conversation.

The last time he showed off, I was on the phone with my ex-police officer girlfriend. All very good friends that go back to childhood.

My girl came home and gave me a slip of paper that had her scores from tests she needs to graduate. She scored very high!!! Nabal comes in and notices the paper and asks me if someone sent me a note. Told him no it was our girl's scores. He made a noise of disinterest and went upstairs... Proud dad?? Guess not. Just interested in driving me nuts.

No comments:

Post a Comment