Well, last night I got a lecture on how spoiled the kids were. How they can't live on their own. So 'we' need to get together and teach them how to be adults. 'We.'
Where does all his concern come from? He knows everyone is planning moves, and he doesn't like it. They should both go to college-here in town. Don't blame a town. It's the same everywhere, so you might as well stay. He did not like when I reminded him that if that were the case, by rights he should still be in Mexico. He did not like when I told him that I'd move to South Carolina to jump start our youngest into the school best suited for learning disabilities. A year out of my life to help establish residency.
But alas, all roads lead to the same place with Nabal. "Why don't you want me, love me anymore? You never loved me."
Playing the innocent. His lament- yes I've made mistakes...mistakes? So I told him not holding back. His reply, "we won't talk about all that. This is about the kids."
He admitted his DUI. Told me all about the beautiful lady cops who felt sorry for him because of confusion going on... Said he talked to one of his lawyer friends he's worked for and they assured him they would make it all go away.
This I'm waiting to see. He does work for people of power, and it's very possible they could make his DUI disappear. How do these men garner such allegiance?
His fear of driving drunk and getting caught wore off within 3 days. He's back on the road.
His charges: following too close, DUI, and refusing breathalyzer.
