9:11pm Sunday
The medical marijuana is really kicking in, almost uncomfortably.
Just got back from my weekend to visit my dad with my boyfriend in Nevada.
It was a very strange weekend.
I live 4+ hours away from my dad so I don’t see him often. When I have a trip planned to visit the days before I go I’m always a little hesitant.
My dad started to let himself go a long time ago but about 6ish years ago and he really seemed to go down hill when my mom divorced him. (As much as I love my dad, I can’t blame her)
I almost dread going because I don’t want to see my dads declining health. Well, this weekend didn’t disappoint.
I got to my dads house Thursday morning and left this Sunday morning. The whole time I was there my dad did not leave the house. He used to regularly go down to a local casino and have a picture of beer to himself and gamble a little. So the positive to his new lifestyle he is saving money not spending what he was a week at the casino. He is also not driving drunk and putting his and others lives in danger. So there is some good.
He is walking terrible for a sixty something year old. But on the good side the foot ulcer he had last time I saw him is better.
He may be missing more teeth but it’s hard to tell as I don’t like looking at his mouth for too long.
He hasn’t cut his hair in years, it’s hard to tell what’s going on cuz it’s usually covered with a beanie or a bandana.
For some odd reason he is looking a little thinner which is a good thing because he did have a growing beer belly. He also has the addition of some sort of growth on the underside of his jaw. It could be a pimple or a ingrown hair or a growth hopefully not cancer or it could be somehow related to the horrible decay going on in his mouth.
He is British from Essex or Sussex, England. I can never remember which “**ssex” it is. I mention that he is British so you can maybe understand just how bad the health of his teeth and his drinking Habits are.
He used to be a good looking guy that often got mistaken for Rod Stewart, the main guy on crocodile dundee “Crocodile Dundee” and Robbin Williams.
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Friday night my boyfriend and I decided to go to the Las Vegas Strip to ride the (High Roller?) giant (carousel?) thing. ***it’s beautiful at night but not worth $32 per person.***
We walked around for a hour or so before the (ferris wheel?) and ended up getting talked into a god damn time share presentation for a free breakfast and two hundred dollars!
I absolutely did not want to go but I was trying to let my boyfriend make some decisions which is because I am tired of being the man in the relationship!!! He doesn’t have the ability to see ahead of time that something is going to be a disaster like I can. But I let him decide and we ended up agreeing to a 9am start time on a Saturday!
We had to put a $40 deposit down so we HAD to show up. The breakfast was terrible. It was worse than the shitty hole in the wall Best Western Hotels in shitty areas of town with a free (continental) breakfast (<- whatever that means)
I am mostly vegan but on vacation where I am forced to eat out every meal and try not to spend a fortune on the food I sometimes have to digress to vegetarian for the time being.
So I had eggs and potatoes. The eggs were probably those fake powdered eggs and the potatoes has some weird seasoning. I accidentally squirted ketchup on my shirt. ***I would like to note, I only put ketchup on potatoes nothing else especially not eggs!***
While we are to eat we are put in a presentation room with other couples where we hear the whole razzle dazzle power point presentation. After that then we are put one on one with a vacation realitor.
My boyfriend is really shy so I am the one doing all the talking! Yet I am not the one with the money.
I think I am a little hormonal so I’m extra short handed and outspoken lately or maybe that’s me all the time. Somehow the timeshare man and myself get to talking about the inner and depressing state of my relationship with my boyfriend sitting right there.
At one point amount other outlandish statements the Salesman asked my boyfriend if he has ever been molested!!!
The whole presentation ended up taking a total of 4 hours of our life. It was mentally exhausting getting couples therapy and having pushy sales tactics thrown at us. The guy seemed all buddy buddy with us and acted like he wanted to help our relationship out, but after the 6th or more time of saying that it wasn’t in our budget I just kept repeating that “I was ready to get on with my day.” When our timeshare shrink got the concept we weren’t going to buy he took off so quick with out a thanks you for you time/no hand shake/ no bye/ NOTHING!
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After the timeshare fiasco my dad had me pick him up a thirty pack of cheap watered down beer because he doesn’t leave the house any more; which he only gave me $10 for.
I don’t think I want to stay at my dads house again when I go. The amenities are far from comfortable. The main tv has been broken forever with only the faintest of volume and the screen setup is stuck in a mode too big for the actual tv screen it’s self so you can’t even see what channel your on. The tv in our bedroom wouldn’t even turn on till my boyfriend spent a hour or more fixing it in a rather compulsive state while I decided that it was time to sleep.
The shower I boubt has never been cleaned and the shower head it’s self has so much hard water build up or something on it it only trickles water. Its more of a cruel joke of a shower.
The good thing is I always bring my dog so my broke ass won’t have to pay to board my dog while I go on vacation. I don’t have any friends to ask,my mom to busy a social life and my boyfriend and I’s roommate/(my) brother is terrible at anything I ask of him.
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We left for home today (Sunday) around 6:30am and got home around 11am.
Upon returning home I was stressed out thanks to said hormones, caffeine, being couped up in a car driving for all those hours, my brother not caring for my cats properly while I was gone, the fact I needed to unpack, shower and get ready to go to work at 2. I was doing all of that while my boyfriend sat on the couch looking at social media junk till he fell asleep.
When I got home around 4 (I only had to work a few hours since I am a hairstylist and I couldn’t reschedule this one client on account of my trip to visit my dad so I worked around it.)
My boyfriend was just starting to get his day going.
So I was winding down from the day/weekend and he began working on his motorcycle. Mind you that was 4ish and it is now 11:22pm! And he has work early in the morning. My boyfriend is terrible with time management and gets very compulsive with his tasks. Spending hours on tasks the just can’t take a break from.
I was hungry and went to go pick up some food and offered to get him some. If I hadn’t offered he probably wouldn’t have eaten at all.
I often wondered if my boyfriend is slight autistic or aspbergers or something.
The current dynamic of our relationship is depressing.
I’ll go more in to detail another time. It’s time for me to try and sleep;
11:56 PM
suddenlystoned 