So it appears that Will has decided to quit his job.
In all fairness (maybe too much), it is difficult working in a group home, caring for 6 developmentally disabled total care adult residents by yourself throughout the night while doing housework and laundry. Especially when Will has his own health issues. He apparently pulled a groin muscle at work and has called in sick for the rest of this week. Monday he is going to talk to HR and see if they have a more appropriate job for him. If not, he is going to quit.
He told me this today. He wanted to sit down and discuss (rediscuss?? clarify??) my plans at this point. How many times must I explain? So...I agree. I come home from work and he asks me to go get some groceries and he'll make dinner. I get groceries and he's asleep. And asleep into the night. So I write it off. I make a PB&J for dinner and watch tv.
I am soooo frustrated!! His car is paid off and now he can't work...funny how that worked out! There is a part of me that just wants to curl up in a ball in my room and shut out the world. I am thinking that means I NEED to go hiking again tomorrow...and maybe Sunday too.
At this point, here is the bottom line: if he isn't out of here by the time our lease is up (Oct 1), I am moving out. Anyone got a spare bedroom?!?
And the other bottom line: I am sick of walking on eggshells and dealing with his anger!
AARRRGGGHHH!!! I need to go hiking!
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