He's out for a bike ride. I never even knew you could buy a bike that cost $1,400. He has no other hobbies except for whinning at us. Ride man ride.
God blessed me again. My tests came out great! This business about having a purpose is exhausting. What is it God that you want me to do? Do enough people see YOU thru me? Am I even worthy to say your name? Of course I'm not. I'm not even really very nice. But I love you God. Jesus, you are the MAN.
Baby girl continues to be miserable. Now that she and her friends have burnt down 109 bails of hay, and we owe $681 --- our part of 4, how can she earn any money? She is now so far in debt. Our home life is a mess. #1 daughter always has the answers. She thinks so. Well, baby girl has grown up with a mother with cancer. She is afraid of loosing me. I feel bad that I can't always be there for her. So...I buy her things. That doesn't seem to work anymore. Now, her latest "beg" is to move upstairs. I don't object. It is going to take time and effort to get the place ready for her and she has no gumption to stay the course.
My best friend from schools dad died. They were a loving family. I used to love to spend the night over there. They actually kissed each other goodnight---in the mouth! They were kind to each other. He remembered me even in the throws of his sickness. We will miss you Mr. Bill.
Man said Rumor is that he is being considered for the job here and will not have to commute 6 hours on the weekends. I couldn't tell if he was happy about that or not. I really think he wanted the long distance job. He doesn't like us at all. He did visit my bed the other night. He only comes when he is about to explode. That's ok, means it doesn't last long.
I have been feeling used by middle girl. I love that babyi! He falls from her arms to get to me. What a prescious gift. She wants my life. They get food stamps but get my credit card to buy things for the birthday party...ahhh...beer...I should have said NO. HE was upset. We bought food, etc and a nice gift. Probably spent more than for our girls birthdays. I have a hard time saying no. Middle child...