Back at work the next day. Maeghan went home yesterday. She is coming back on Thursday but I probably won't see her as she is not staying. Just coming in for a hair appointment. She has to be back on Friday because that is when her maid comes over.
A maid? you say. Well, not really a maid. It is her new support worker. She is there to help Maeghan with things she cannot do easily. Part of that includes cleaning the house. Since Maeghan lives with two other girls, the cleaning is restricted to Maeghan's room, the kitchen and the bathroom. Maybe not so much the kitchen, but definitely the bathroom. She does other things, like take Maeghan to the shops and other stuff. I am not sure what she is supposed to do, but she comes on Fridays and Maeghan is supposed to be there.
William is working again today. It is his last day of the current job. The one where he was building desks and putting computers on them. The last two days have been going around and making sure the people are happy with the setup and fixing any problems they might have. I don't think he actually does anything on the computers, just plugs them in and makes sure they work. It has been four or five days work so not bad. And it gets him back in the door, so maybe he can get more.
Once again, I can see where I have failed him as a father. Not really failed, but I don't think I got across the need to work and the responsibility that brings. He was trying to say he wasn't feeling well yesterday so he could leave work early. He kept calling his mother. I don't know if he actually did or not. This morning, he was telling me he doesn't feel well. I ignored him as much as I could and finally told him we were leaving so he had to get out of bed and get in the car. He has to understand that this is not school, this is having a job and if you are physically capable of working, then you work. He may not have it now, but he will have responsibilities and working is part of that responsibility. But that gets into some complications and philosophies that are not appropriate for this blog.
So, he went to work. Don't know if he will stay.
I am not sure what the plans are for the weekend. It is out anniversary. 23 I think. I have not made any plans or bought a gift yet. I might go out today and do that. Depends on what time I get home. Originally, she wanted some ring that was on sale. It was half price. It was $1200 on sale. I didn't get it. I am thinking of getting her wedding rings fixed. They have been broken for a while and she went to see about getting them fixed. Cost more to fix them than to buy new ones. So, I am not sure that is an option. Plus, they will not be back in time for Sunday, but knowing that they are being fixed would be something.
It is a couple of days later. I never got back to this. Actually, I think it is the next day as I remember writing this yesterday. Must be a time warp or something.
I went back and read what I had already written. Not very good. It is ok, but not the standard I want to maintain, and I have not been at that level for a long time. Not sure why, but I put it down to my mind losing its grip. Talked about that a lot, but I should probably just point it out occasionally to make sure it is understood that I am not well or in my right mind. Just going to keep getting worse. Eventually, I will just press random keys on the keyboard and write the great American novel.
I think I will just end this entry now. I will try to think of some other things to say and start a new entry that I will finish tomorrow. If, for some reason, I finish the new entry today, think of it as a bonus.
Until next time,
Later
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