today turned out to be pretty good.  cleaned the house a lot.  it was so dirty and i did about 12 loads of laundry.  even when i'm caught up, i'm not caught up.  oh well.  maybe in about 10 years when it's just me and dave in the house, i can stay caught up.

i ended up getting called into work, which was silly.  they didn't need me, but what could i say?  i'm up for management, what am i going to tell them?  no?  yeah right.  so i went to work.  shorty had went to the store and bought a bottle of champagne.  by the time i came home he had downed more than half of it.  guess what?  big fight.  but i kept my temper!!!  i told him that i would not live my life this way anymore.  that if he wanted to continue to drink, that's his choice.  but i'm not going to stay if he does.  we got to the point of writing down who would take what from this house and who would stay.  i think that's when he realized i was serious.  he began to understand that it really was his choice and he didn't want that.  so he said that he's going to quit.  just cold turkey quit.  he said he's going to go through the withdrawls and i'm going to have to stand by him.  well i told him from the start that i would.  so we'll see what happens.  i believe he can do it.  i believe he doesn't want to live the life he had before us.  hopefully, he wants to stay in this relationship enough to really try.