In a blink of an eye
My world has turned into a whirlwind of a shit-storm.
Lets start with the begining. I was born......Thats when the problems started for me......Anyways, since I moved back to the Metro area, I have been living in my parents house for a bit. Well, one morning, I woke to hearing my mother yelling at my dad about how she doesnt want me to treat the house like a hotel, and that she is not putting up with "the teenage years".
I tried to tell them that I am never around because I want to be out of their hair. But that was a futile attempt at reasoning, I guess. So, they gave me till the end of the month to get out.
I went to the DC United play off game and well, DC lost. 4-0 It sucked....So I get home, around 11pm on a Sunday night, and Im listening to the football game on the radio. Decide to smoke a cigarette while I am listening to the game. After I put out the cigarette, I seemed to have fell asleep. My dad found me and accused me, up and down, that I was drunk.
Another "drunken" story is two days after, I came home to an unexpected James at the house. My parents look at me and tell me what happened, Jeanette forgot to pick up James, and it was by the grace of God that my dad called her to make sure that he was not to pick him up. Sad thing is, I had spoken to her about this, earlier in the day. She had specifically asked if it was her week or mine, I told her it was her week. SHE STILL FORGOT TO PICK HIM UP......
So, yes, I was unexpecting that. I was over at a friends house, earlier the night, and had a couple of beers, they could smell it and immediately am accused of being a lush again. Blah blah blah....
Anyways, so Jeanette and my dad were talking and since she has so much power in whether or not James is happy, she decided that the visitation is going to change, from the every other week I have him, the way she had requested it to be changed to, back to the original agreement, every other weekend. So....I get screwed on that. I asked James about it and he was happy about it......So, thats pretty much the summary of my shit-storm couple of weeks.
Right now, Im hating the way things have turned out for the moment. However, as I said to a friend, What dont kill me, only makes me stronger. And, my friend said something to me that really lifted my spirits a bit. He said: "Your bright attitude toward life is awesome and inspiring. It is helping me get through my day!"
I have to thank God that I have been blessed with friends that have the heart of Christ, whether or not they realize it.
Lets start with the begining. I was born......Thats when the problems started for me......Anyways, since I moved back to the Metro area, I have been living in my parents house for a bit. Well, one morning, I woke to hearing my mother yelling at my dad about how she doesnt want me to treat the house like a hotel, and that she is not putting up with "the teenage years".
I tried to tell them that I am never around because I want to be out of their hair. But that was a futile attempt at reasoning, I guess. So, they gave me till the end of the month to get out.
I went to the DC United play off game and well, DC lost. 4-0 It sucked....So I get home, around 11pm on a Sunday night, and Im listening to the football game on the radio. Decide to smoke a cigarette while I am listening to the game. After I put out the cigarette, I seemed to have fell asleep. My dad found me and accused me, up and down, that I was drunk.
Another "drunken" story is two days after, I came home to an unexpected James at the house. My parents look at me and tell me what happened, Jeanette forgot to pick up James, and it was by the grace of God that my dad called her to make sure that he was not to pick him up. Sad thing is, I had spoken to her about this, earlier in the day. She had specifically asked if it was her week or mine, I told her it was her week. SHE STILL FORGOT TO PICK HIM UP......
So, yes, I was unexpecting that. I was over at a friends house, earlier the night, and had a couple of beers, they could smell it and immediately am accused of being a lush again. Blah blah blah....
Anyways, so Jeanette and my dad were talking and since she has so much power in whether or not James is happy, she decided that the visitation is going to change, from the every other week I have him, the way she had requested it to be changed to, back to the original agreement, every other weekend. So....I get screwed on that. I asked James about it and he was happy about it......So, thats pretty much the summary of my shit-storm couple of weeks.
Right now, Im hating the way things have turned out for the moment. However, as I said to a friend, What dont kill me, only makes me stronger. And, my friend said something to me that really lifted my spirits a bit. He said: "Your bright attitude toward life is awesome and inspiring. It is helping me get through my day!"
I have to thank God that I have been blessed with friends that have the heart of Christ, whether or not they realize it.
posted by The Dog at 11:05 AM
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