Ugh been trying to type for the last few minutes and keep getting distracted. Damn you shiny things. I am up earlier than I planned to be but it's all good. I woke up at 4 to the sound of gushing water. At first I thought it was pouring rain which would have been a problem because no more than five hours ago I had told the kid she needed to walk to work this morning. Imagine my confusion when I pulled open the blinds to see no rain coming from the sky. That's when I realized the gushing water I was hearing was a blown sprinkler head. Ugh. Talk about morning panic. But that doesn't compare to the voicemail I woke up to from B. Always start at the beginning...
Got up yesterday and had a good morning. Did my timesheets and my expense sheets. That took about three hours of my day. Yes, there was that much in receipts to go through. I submitted over $3000 in expenses for the last 18 days. Closer to $4000 actually.
When I was done, the kid and I went over to Target. She was off because of Cesar Chavez day. We stopped in the pet store and she decided to buy a new snake. We had to wait until 2 for one of the other employees to come in to help her, and we went and had lunch while we waited. The day was pretty good at this point.
When we got back, she got word her mother (who was in town for easter) wanted to see her. She didn't know X1 was in town until late Sunday night when they bothered to let her know. She resignedly went off to be the good daughter. I was pissed because at 8:30 I had put a corned beef in the slow cooker. Fine whatever. We have corned beef for the week. Which I had for dinner. I watched some TV and just relaxed - still no issues. No, issues have to come late before I go to bed.
Around 10 B calls me to tell me she is going to get keys to her dad's shop because neither her or her mother can reach him. She assumes he is just drunk as he has been getting drunk more lately. He is falling apart. Not because of B, but B's mom. He really didn't think they would go through with divorce and on top of that, they are selling his service masters franchise. This guy's whole world is falling apart. I can empathize to a point. He needs to learn how to self-destruct without dragging everyone around him down the spiral as well. These are the rules buddy boy.
At 12:43 I get a voice mail. Turns out daddy isn't just drinking, he's doing heroin too. Idiot. Yes, I know I sound hypocritical in some ways, but again, spiral alone. Don't bring your family into your mess. I don't know the resolution at this point other than they are going to try and get him into some kind of rehab today.
My broken sprinkler seems minor now eh?
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