Saturday, October 26, 2019

Saturday night.
Not feeling that great this morning, I decided to not only sleep in, but also do much of nothing today. The weather has cooled considerably.  My boat? Can wait.  I figured I have at least 3 days off, I can put it off until tomorrow. 

So, I visited the cop neighbor for several hours - he texted me "porch, smoke?"  That's sit on his porch and smoke a cigar.  James came over too.  For a cop, he's a pretty cool person, tho his main job is banker at this point.

Anyway, back to the house and took a long nap, Addler laying at my side of course.  I won't sleep at night with him cause' he moves around too much and wakes me up, but I can take naps. 

Getting up from that - and hanging out with James, I decided I just didn't want to make dinner.  I'm highly unmotivated right now, everything and anything that takes energy I could care less about.  James took over. Amazingly, after working in restaurants half his life growing up in a family that had it's own restaurant - he has never cooked spaghetti in his entire life.  I was amazed, lol. 

It's easy.  Brown the ground beef and spicy sausage, drain it well, mix in the spaghetti sauce and let it simmer. I do more than that, but that's good enough to have a decent outcome. He already knew how to make the pasta so relatively painless.  I couldn't have any pasta, however, but I found an idea of using sliced up cabbage instead, which sounded intriguing.

It was amazing good. Not as good as pasta, but a nice substitute.  Remember, I'm still doing the Keto diet. Low carb.  I don't know how long I will stay on the diet. I'm neither losing any more weight nor am I gaining it back. I really need to get motivated to get back the gym, but I've found that unbelievably difficult to do. Considering I spent my life working out, you'd think that would be easy, but it's not.

Going into this evening - company over.  One person is doing a sleepover with Taylor - girl's night in, but then the other couple came over as well.  They wanted me to join them for the fire they are going to build - pass.  Why? Cause my manager called me half an hour ago - it's almost 9:00 pm - can you take Dusty's load out tomorrow?  Uhh, sure (I guess, thinking not saying).  Where was he going? Brownsville.  Ugh.  I really don't feel like driving tomorrow and the next day, but this trip coupled with the other one I just did would make a healthy paycheck, I didn't have to think about it, I just said sure!

I'm "sure" I'll pay for it tomorrow morning getting up at 4:00 am.  My mind isn't anything even remotely close to being in work mode. I figured minimum 3 days off, probably 4.  It's just that I have to get my mind into work mode and getting that kind of news this late? Kind of hard, especially when company is over and people I know and like to hang out with. 

It's whatever tho. I need the money,  I wasn't going to be getting another run before the pay period ended, have to do it.  I have a bit more to spend on the boat to pay the mechanic - only $100 - and then there is stuff I need to buy for the boat if we are actually going to use it during the winter time.  Which I will be taking it out on the lake at least a few times to ensure that it both runs and isn't going to sink.  Sinking being the operative word, gag. 

Well, time to go to bed lol.

2 day trip.  Saw 2 trucks coming back up so I thought for sure that there would be no empties in the yard in Brownsville when I got there.

I thought wrong.  There was one sitting there.  I didn't stick around for it, tho, I dropped the loaded trailer, turned in the paperwork and headed up to the truckstop.  Figured I would rather be near a bathroom and also if the second driver came in the yard and wanted to leave, well there it is! I dunno who the second driver was, but I came back to the yard this morning at around 6:30 am. He had dropped his loaded trailer and left, also - without the empty.

I wanted the detention pay, but I wasn't getting it this time. Hooked up to it and drug it out of there, drove all day long and got home around 7:00 pm. Maybe it was later? I dunno because when I got to Maria's, we had a discussion with the boy about the rent.  I want it on the first or you can go.  Mama and papa aren't covering his ass anymore, I am not paying for dead weight. He literally sits on his computer playing video games all night long.  I gave him straight, full doses of life reality medicine. I'ma give him more tomorrow:  Get up off your ass and go find a freaking job.  Period.  Or be prepared to leave on the 1st.  The 1st is coming fast.  I'm done with this, letting him in there wasn't my choice but getting him out of there  is my choice.  He isn't helping himself, he says he puts in applications on line, screw that. We're talking minimum wage jobs, they want you to show up and expose your face to them so they can see if you're material for dealing with their customers. 

I'm telling you, 8 am I'm texting him: are you leaving yet?  Go find a job, today.  Period.  No more excuses.  Other than that, find the money to pay the rent on the 1st.  Other than that, be prepared to leave.  He's gonna be SOL, his parents aren't doing it with him anymore and I have no desire to help a person that isn't motivated to help themselves.  That crosses my line, he can go live under a bridge for a while and figure out life the hard way. 

And let the fun begin! Up at 3:15 am - no way am I missing the shuttle to the airport, might as well save a little money along the way. D...