he came back may 1. has been here, mooching off of me, the one who cannot afford it. He has not really improved in his criticizing me all the time. he has left my dishes for me to wash, but washes his dishes. until it comes to what he cooks in. He’s left that for me now, for 3 days. I will not wash them, he would not wash what I cook in. So they sit. He is fixing my car, at his own leisurely pace. I gave him $100 for parts he has spent maybe 30 of that and of course is broke now. I just bought a new part that will finally fix the radiator problem. One that he misdiagnosed from the start. I told him it was a hose. and what is it? a hose. last night I asked what was for dinner, he said, give me some money and I will go get it. Again, I had to pay for his food. makes me so much wanting to ask him to leave again. I think I can afford it and if not, I will be in the process of clearing out the house and selling it.
but enough. I have not ridden in some time, it has been raining and also, I have no car. I am dying to ride.
I was really sick with flu two weeks ago. delirious and in pretty bad shape. did he come in to the bedroom to see how I was? to ask if I needed anything? to offer to make me a soup or broth or get me water? no. fucking asshole.
I did lose 8 pounds, which was OK. If I can keep it off, or at was most of it off, that will be a nice side benefit. but next year, I am getting a flu shot. and shingles vaccine, and pneumonia shot. I won’t go through those three days again.
uggh I like the job, but get so friggin bored. meh.
I am planning on a photo month. June. should be nice.
I so much want to see Mr mr