I hoped it was him...

 Idiot boy left the house at 3pm to go to bar #1. Left bar #1 to go to bar #2 at 6pm. Heres where i get pissed... At 11pm i was told he left bar #2 and i know it takes less than 5 minutes to get home, even when you've been drinking for 8 hours. 10 minutes later, i hear the sirens. I sincerely hoped it was him. i prayed that there were no fatalities but if he hit a parked car or a lightpole, id be okay with that!! (How very Christian of me, i know.) I checked 911feed.com which showed a car accident at 602 29th st which is legit THREE blocks away. I ran my program, knowing if it showed he was at 602, i would lose my mind. Even though it had just pinged him at 29th and A street, within 5 minutes, this drunk asshole was up the highway and on I5, on his way to Tacoma. Only 1 reason to go to Tacoma, fucking crackhead. I have watched him be sick, cant breathe, coughing and chocking for air, but the pipe always wins. Time to pull back from helping with the PML lie. 

Priorities

Everyday hes had me checking on his PML paperwork, his dr told him she'd send it in but somehow it didnt. So He picked it up, i scanned it and sent it in. He has been back at the bar, back at the pawnshop, back to a regular life, including missing his daughters birthday. Not even a text!!!  Kinda beats lasts year when he just drunk texted and then her a 100 dollar bill when she came over.  Yeah, dad of the year. 

The good, the bad and the communication

 Okay- its Veronicas last week! They were blaming her for not doing her job, which she kinda wasnt, but the communication in this company is laughable. Shes being written up for not having a fire extinguisher. Okay, i they dont work with anything flamable, but an extinguisher is always helpful. And when she became boss, that would be something on the checklist, right? Otherwise, the boss before her should be responsible. Theres lots of little things like that, that really arent her fault but should have been taken care of. She told them if they write her up, she'll quit. They said "Let me introduce you to Sunny; your replacement."  Oops! 

The first thing Sunny dad though? Sent Mike home. He's wearing this heart monitor, that is suppossed to monitor his A-fib attacks, She sent him home till he feels better.  Okay, maybe this is a good thing- hes going to apply for Paid Medical Leave. (Read- IM going to fill out the form and crap.) I dont mind helping and it beats having his throw a tissy fit and throw electronics across the room. 

About 30 minutes after Mike came home...his co-worker called him to come in because all the forklift drivers called out sick. Um, when 1 lead sends you home...shouldnt she INFORM the other leads?? I guess not. Mike let Carlos know Sunny sent him home and he didnt know when hed be back.  

Now what?

 Yesterday was...weird. Mike has been syrupy sweet all week, but also not drinking, but im still not talking to him. Getting close to him gives me panic attacks and depression. I still cant believe he yelled at me last week, but i have to let it go cause if i dwell on it it will literally kill me. He has cleaned his living room, made dinner and shared with me- cleaned the bathroom...always smiling, humming, happy. So he called me from work and asked me to make a Dr apt for him, i said sure, would he mind stopping by Walgreens for me? I offered to take him out to dinner because the weather is BEAutiful!! He said sure.  We hung up. Usually at Walgreens he calls or texts and makes a joke (i think) about forgetting my birthday but nothing this time so i figured he was back to normal. 

About 4ish he came in with my scripts, and said he had to wait like half-hour; 5 cars in front of him. Of course, i feel guilty- i told him that he didnt have to wait but i appreciate that he did. So we went out to dinner, the only place we ever go- the Mexican restaurant 2 miles away. I knew it was coming, but...Yawn. i have no teeth, so i cant eat the chips. We usually chit chat before we even lift our menus,  he taught me this trick. The waitstaff will stay away longer and sometimes you get more chips, LoL  This time though, he picked up his menu, which we pretty much have memorized anyway, and he was set.  So i picked a meal that i could i shouldn't have but he would be able to take take to lunch, so double win? 

I played damsel in distress and let the man order for me. He forgot to tell the waiter which was which was we got that straightened out. We ate, talked a tiny bit- so very very strained. Sad, really. I paid, because i asked him and we left. My car needed gas and, continuing the "You're such a big strong man/damsel in distress"  i asked him if he would mind. I wanted it full up but he put 10 in, so whatever. It surprises me that he didnt know my PIN. Anyway...silent trip home and up the stairs, then back to out respective rooms and no contact the rest of the night. Cest la vie.  Sad.

Am i the @sshole?

So i did a thing. I came across an old phone and it had some texts on it. A few between mike and his friend/boss veronica got me a bit concerned. Ive never had a job where my boss called me pet names or where i called my boss baby girl. So i paid 10 dollars for T-Mobile to send me the text transcripts and i couldn't believe what i read. At one point, mike, sitting on a barstool by the time stamp, actually says" What am i to you?" He makes mentions of going to work only to see her. I was hurting so much i wanted to cut just to control this pain, but instead, i texted veronica.  "Please stop calling my boyfriend Love and Angel. It's causing issues." A few hours later she responded she was sorry, nothing personal but she understands. I figured this would put an end to it. 

Today Mike came home from 5 hours at the bar and solid screamed at me for doing this. She's worried im going to go to corporate. (Why would she be worried if nothings going on??) He just kept screaming that she was safe because i couldnt walk. Like i was gonna show up at his job and beat her up??! Over and over he kept screaming at me, like he used to do and now i just dont know what to do.  I figured woman to woman i let her know she overstepped her work boundaries and she said sorry- end of story.  Am i the asshole? Or is she a tattle tale and Mike just a drunk?