Yay for Money!

     I never thought I'd say this but I should have bought Jon a bottle of Anti-Monkey Butt powder.  Also, I never figured he would volunteer for a twelve hour shift his first day on the job at a Burger King.   That's right, he works for the King and is happy to work there after being unemployed since January.  He is going to keep looking for non-food related jobs however. For some reason, its easier to find a job if you already have one.  They hired him on the spot (Jon having gotten a reference from a buddy's girlfriend) at 2 pm and was working at 6pm. 

     He called at 1:00 am and requested a Red Bull which I was loathe to take him since Westland is not exactly just down the street, but I figured he wouldn't ask if he didn't really need it, so I went anyway.  A cop was hunting and decided to make me his prey.  He  bugged me for about 5 miles, trying to get me to do something stupid.  Pulling up close behind me, then getting into the second lane (not the turn lane) and STOPPING to see what I would do, I guess. I just kept driving.  He then continued to follow me and aggravate me.  Must be nice to have a public service job where your main objective is to piss off the public. That's a twist. But, eventually, I suppose he got tired of me, and headed for more fruitful waters like a good predator.

     I took Jon his Red Bull and went back home, no cops in tow.  By 4 am I was finally asleep, by 7 am the dogs were having a fit because Jon was home and whining about crotch rot and sweat and that he wasn't used to working a twelve hour shift in kitchen heat.  So I guess when I go back to work tomorrow I shall buy him a bottle of Anti Monkey Butt powder.  He doesn't work again until Sunday night.  I don't know what time.  A job's a job.  And we need the money. My pitiful 1200 a month doesn't get us very far; it gets us to just barely. Just barely paying all the bills, just barely buying groceries, and, if we're very lucky, just barely buying things like laundry detergent.
    
       I went back to sleep and fought the battle of the stolen blanket for another few hours then gave up.  It's impossible to keep the blanket from Jon, who is intent on hogging the whole damn thing and he's bigger than me, so I always end up losing while I'm asleep.  I am grouchy and have no caffeine. I should be doing dishes and laundry instead of playing on the internet, but I just am not in the mood and do not have the energy at the moment.  Yes, its noon, and yes, I should be awake by now, luckily, I wasn't scheduled to work today, but I really think I'll probably just end up curled up on the couch so I don't have to battle for the blanket.