Sunday - 29.12.13 in Your Face

Went to mother's today and cleaned up the yard. Put all the furniture and shit that was out on the grass away. Threw the rubbish onto the ever-growing trash heap. Pulled down the ridiculous "fences" put up for my brother's dumb dog. Mowed the knee-high grass. It felt good, though. The difference is amazing. It's only a matter of time before she and my brother make more mess, but it looks nice for now.

Exchanged a few texts with Heslop. He doesn't want to talk, that's okay.

Tonight's a bad night. I feel used by M. What's his rush, when I send money every week? He has a surprise coming. I have to pay for my car repairs, so the next bit of money he gets will be small. I don't even feel like giving him the heads up, as he can't make time to reply to my email. Exactly what keeps an unemployed person so busy? Time is running out, though. The bank (me) is dry and he's got to be out of Tyler's place in early February.

Worst part is: if he dropped the ball on THIS, it doesn't bode well for the future. I've had relationships before with guys too hopeless to wipe their own asses properly, I will not go there again where I am the mother, the only responsible one. That's a deal breaker.