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"do it"...Nelly Furtado

I moved in with my aunt March 28.
That means I've lived here
April
May
June
July

Sam has taken 2 showers...and I doubt he actually took the second one because his towel had not been used. Right now his hair is so greasy I want to vomit. He wears slippers everywhere he goes. They have a hole in one of them the size of a coaster. He even went to an up-scale restaurant wearing them. Didn't even bother showering.
Whatever...just his lack of personal hygiene grosses me out.

He is so lazy he does absolutely dick around here. His sister and her husband and their son came Saturday and did all the yard work. Their son and Kris were doing the weed-eating while my cousin and her husband mowed this entire property while Sam held down the porch.

Kris asked my cousin's husband, "What do we have to do to get Sam off the porch?" He made a face like, "I know."

The AC vent in my room is facing the wall and my room is always hot. I asked Sam if he could take the vent out, turn it around, and put it back in. He says, "Oh, I wouldn't know what to do." I said, "I just told you."
He's worthless.

I'm trying to save up enough money to get myself a small size truck. Not doing too well on that.

I thought I was all caught up on paying old bills, but when I updated the address on my driver license the electric company found me on an old bill from 10 yrs ago. It's about $250 so I'm paying $50/mo to get rid of that. I can't believe it's still an open acct. They've written me off before. But if I need to move out of here for some reason I need that bill paid off because I will need electricity wherever I move....and a vehicle because I made the decision I would never get in the car with Kris driving ever again. I broke that rule and rode with him around the corner to the dollar store and he was driving like a complete maniac because he was mad at Sam for not changing his flat tire for a week. He didn't know how to do it and he is 38 yrs old. Worthless.

So...I will not ever get in the car with him again. So if we need to move I doubt I will move in with him. He has no respect for me and tore up every door in his room at the last place we lived out of rage. I won't deal with that again.

The ailment I haven't mentioned yet..I think I mentioned before about the numbness in my toes, well it has progressed to the soles of my feet feeling like they are burning and it hurts really bad. My Dr., who is a bone specialist, told me it is pain shooting down my legs from my lower back pain. Another Dr. told me the same thing yrs ago. Only that pain materialized from severe pain in my thighs. That Dr. prescribed the hydrochodone I still use, and every Dr. I've seen between him and my current Dr. have continued to prescribe it to me.

Well this time the pain is targeting the soles of my feet. My Dr. gave me a script for a pain pill that targets my foot pain. If I don't take it at the onset of the pain it will get out of control and I can't even wear my slippers the burning sensation is so bad. So recently I got some lotion that has an analgesic in it and it has helped tremendously. I hardly have to take the pain pills at all.

The less pills I have to take the better.

11:01 a.m. - 07.27.15

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