Michael

Well Michael has been home for 3 days, and it's been nice. However, I can tell he's getting restless and ready to go back out. It seems like he comes home to relax and just chill, whereas I am I assume his maid. Sometimes I wonder if he thinks this is a hotel? He doesn't do anything around the house except make sure "his stuff" is cleaned up or taken care of. I've asked him numerous times to throw all the can's away, fix the fence, the bathroom is falling apart.. and I seriously think he ignores it simply because the house is in my name and he has no respect. He also uses my car and has no respect for that as well.

I have a lot of time on my hands lately, and a lot of it is spent thinking. Thinking about how I moved to Spokane so he could be near his kids, and he seldom see's them. Yet, here I am alone in Spokane, and he's trucking around the country in his new found career. I know myself and I know I'm stretching my limits of toleration.. soon .. soon..