I knew Chubs was being too cool about going to school somewhere else. Yesterday, he broke down a little bit while saying goodbye on their way back to my mom's house, he had the faintest tears. I asked what was going on, and he said he didn't want to leave, that he wanted to go to school here. A couple of his friends had called saying they were going to miss him at school. By the time he finished saying that, tears were in full stream, and I felt guilty. It was mostly over money that I agreed with Wife that she should take this job so far away. I didn't take into consideration the fact that he wouldn't just be able to continue on his path, and stay here with me.
Boy could almost watch him, but I didn't want to give him that responsibility, he is in college and I want him free to enjoy his youth. For Chub's sake, I hope Wife can land a similar job back here within a year. I can go without Wife during the week, because of my night shift, we don't really sleep together, except on the weekends, but I did enjoy picking up Chubs every day and eating with him to catch up with him and find out how his day was. Like they say, we should enjoy the little things, we never know when they may be taken away from us. I know I complained in the past that my Chubs talked too much sometimes, but I am going to miss out hearing him every day, it will be my loss to bear.
After they left, I took a nap, not having much of anything better to do. I awoke an hour later, about 6:05pm, and a few minutes later the house doorbell rang. It was the girl selling solar panels for the house. I heard her pitch, and I was ready to sign, but Wife is overly cautious. She left me the info which I will show to Wife next weekend, and hopefully, she will come around.
She left by 7:00pm, and I promptly ran to Home Depot. While my Mom was here, I was talking to Wife that I wanted her to buy me a table saw for my birthday, so I could have the tools to cut and prep the wood floors. I said I also needed a miter saw which would cost another $100 or so, and my Mom said she could buy me that, and gave me the money at Sears when I showed them the tools.
Wife ever the worry wart said I should wait on spending on the table saw, considering they just messed with my hours at work, and they might continue cutting my hours even more. I hate the idea, but realistically, it could happen, I hate being so slow.
The only fun thing was Boy finally came home, he put in a lot of extra hours Sunday, and he said he got us tickets to see Sausage Party at 10:50pm. It was another movie, like Deadpool, where they were suggesting not bringing your kid to watch it. It started out a little crude with the food simulating a little sex here and there, but the ending battle was followed by an orgy comparable to the best/worst I have seen in actual porn.
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