Scoopin and slurpin!
I may be able to get an entry written in the short time that I am allowing myself. I still have to get ready for work. I don’t want to go to work today. I am tired! I did not sleep much last night but I should not complain because it has been about two weeks since I have had trouble sleeping.
The girls are out of school today for MLK day. Tyler had to go to school. Apparently Dick is celebrating MLK day too ~ he did not go to work today.
I thought that he was going on the wagon just by the way that he was drinking at the end of 2007. He was hitting it pretty hard and that is usually an indication that he will take a break from drinking. He did take a break for about two weeks. He disgusts me!
Sunday I took him to town to get his car because he got a ride home Saturday night rather than driving drunk with no license/no insurance.
He drove from the shop to the motel. He spent the afternoon with his cousin at the motel. He took Tyler to swim with their boys. I had a feeling that he would be drinking! He was probably drinking Bud in the can. That makes him sick EVERY time. But I guess he doesn’t care if he gets sick because it was free beer.
I stayed in town ~ played bingo. On my way home I called him. I knew that he would need a ride home. I knew that I wanted to take Tyler home with me because I knew that he would be drinking. So I stopped at the motel and picked them up. On the way home he asked me if I wanted to go bowling. “Now? No I have to work in the morning.“ I should have said yeah that would be like never! But I did take him to Emerado because his buddies were there playing video bowling. Now his car is still in town.
I did not hear him come in because he creeps around like a burglar but something roused me from my light slumber. I looked out and he was eating soup by the light of the microwave. Bowl set on the counter in front of the microwave with the door open and his face nearly in the bowl. Scoopin’ and slurpin’! What a pig!! I went back to bed at that sight! Then I heard a thump like he had fallen down. The last thing I need is to find a dead man so of course I go check. I went straight through the bathroom to his bedroom. I don’t see him so I thought that he may have rolled off the bed and landed on the other side. Rather than checking I called his name. He had not fallen down at all…he was having a love affair with the toilet.
Like I said…he disgusts me.
This was not supposed to be an entry about Dick