Nabal was pretty talkative tonight. He was excited because he'd just come in from the car auction. He amidst bought another car! Crimany! Did he or didn't he by the other car? He just started making money again, and it's burning a hole in his pocket!
So...he tried to tell me I didn't need to go to work ever again... Why oh why does he feel that would spiral to me. The kids are raised- back to work. I like work and to work. He told me work had picked up do I should just stay home. He was, around the edges trying to imply that he had thought it out and I was to stop because he'd decided I should. Ain't happening!
He went on to say he liked me home and sleeping with him. Yet another thing that hasn't happened in 2 years, and ain't about to!
He then tells me it's too cold to sleep here in the basement. It was 90 some degrees today...! I'm loving the temp here. Then he asks if I want him to install a heater down here... Did I mention it was in the 90's today?!?
The grass, yes the nutty ex-alcoholic guy down the street has it. His truck is broken down somewhere. That also is not my problem, he needs to get the lawnmower to me so I can cut my grass. I pretty much laid him out. Then he hit me up for a ride... No! I was putting in the bathroom faucet, and cleaning up the filthy room. Thankfully I have one down here!
Earlier in the day while I was trimming the hedges there was poison ivy. Years I wasn't allergic to it, could roll in it. Now, it gets me,bleck! Nabal says to me: I told you I would take care of it. Take care of what? I asked. In all these years he has never touched the shrubs. Once, years ago when we first got here he proclaimed that he was going to cut everything down to the ground. Lazy man's way. Cut them back do hard you only have to do it once a year. Nope, we are not commercial property...
So, he told me he was going to weed wack today. What he actually did (a recap): got drunk and almost spent $1500 on an auction car he doesn't need. Oh yeah, I can stop working... Money makes him lose his mind. When he's broke- he's depressed. When he has money he takes the other manic swing.
In talking about the recovered alcoholic Nabal mentioned Pablito. The powers that be are trying to entice him to enter into a recovery program. Nabal claims he wants no part of it. Probably truthful, after all he is an addict, but Nabal is stirring that put too. He'd be out a drinking buddy and then he'd have less of an excuse to remain an alcoholic. He's like a Venus fly trap.when he smells a possible alcoholic buddy he fights to draw that side of them out.
The kids told me he had his old friend Hector drinking. This is the guy who's liver was compromised due to an antibiotic allergy... He has no limit. Selfishly wanting everyone down where he is and when there are alcohol repercussions, he denys alcohol's part or blames doctors. Teflon!
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