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I'm a hell of a GAL
So the weekend was really nice alot of relaxing and peace. But as you know all things must come to an end. Last night about 5:30pm we had just got eating dinner, had a nice day and then it started. He had already drank anywhere between 10-12 beers and then he says he needs to go somewhere for about an hour, I thought maybe he was going to his buddy house to talk about the test tomorrow for the new job he was considering and after I asked him where he was going, he finally gave it up, he had 30 dollars in his pocket and needed to go blow it in a machine. So the thing I told him was you want ot blow that 30, fine do it but don't touch the account. So was acting like a little boy because he had already drank too much and I knew it. HE took my car and went. Before he reached his place of happiness I called the bank and got the balance, just in case. Not even 20 mintues later I called again and as I had thought, there went a hundred. So, I would call every ten minutes and not too much later another 140. I thought about calling him, but that would set him off, so I just kept calling and waited. After about an hour and a half, he called and said he wanted me to go for a drive with him. So, knowing what condition he was in, I put a pair of shoes on although I was already in my pj's and waited until he got home, told the girls we were going for a drive and went outside and he thought he was going to drive. told him to get out I was driving, so he did. I started out and asked what direction and he says that way. I asked him if he had fun, not telling him I knew what he had done, his answer was no, that he wanted me there, so at that point, I told him I was not going anywhere to play and that I was in my pj's already. so a few more words were exchanged and he says fine then lets just go home, then goes on to say, he should of just stayed there. We drive home, pull into the garage and get out. At that point, I tell him, there is no way I would gamble when we can't even pay our bills. That we can't defer all payments until we can pay them, it doesn't work like that. I then tell him that the money he took out was to pay bills, and we won't even get paid until the tenth and I have bills to pay before then and won't be able too, I told him that he doesn't think about those things because you don't see what I have to deal with and now I will have no choice but to go get a job to help pay the bills. I then told him when he went that I was going on the notion of trust, I wanted to trust you that you wouldn't dip into the account, because that was all I asked. Thats when he tells me I'm a hell of a gal, of course his version was not to be nice. At that point I told him that he had way too much to drink and this conversation was over and I walked out of the garage in to the house. Let me note that before I left he threw his 1 dollar bill, drivers license and debit card on the hood of my car.
A few minutes later I came back out and asked him if he was taking the test tomorrow (knowing if he was in the condition that he was in, he was going to need to sleep it off and I needed to set the alarm). His answer was "ARE YOU SHITTING ME" my reply, "no" because the last time we spoke about it, he was taking the test, all he kept saying was weren't you listening when I told you on friday. I told him I was and last I knew you were. At that point, I say, well I guess the answer to my question is no and walked back into the house. While in there I grabbed all the keys to the cars, put them in my purse and hid that, that way he couldn't go anywhere. another 5-10 minutes later, I go back out and tell him it is time to get in bed, he started in on me about something and the responce I had for him, was because" I'm a hell of a gal!" As were walking to the bedroom, I told him, we were suppose to watch a movie tonight and have a peacefull night and now we have this. He got into to bed and I closed up the house for the night, got the girls in bed and by the time I got to the room he was out, so then I decided to watch the movie by myself. What is done is done and can't be brought back, so now I just have to move forward.
So this morning he is up before I am and feeds the dogs and doesn't have much to say. HE didn't all morning, I know he regrets what he did but yet to say he is sorry, and to be honest I don't expect one, he can't admit to his mistakes. So this morning I had to pretend that nothing happened, but something did and he knows that. After I write in this I will polish up my resume and start faxing it out. So we will see where that takes us. Earlier in the week we had talked about what I would do if I did go back to work and I told him that I would go where the money is and make lemonade out of lemons if that was where the money was. The only place to make that type of money is in the apt business, that way I can set my pay to what I want. So wish me luck sis, I need a good job with good pay. I love and miss you. |