and so it continues

I got a job. I start on Tuesday. It's pretty funny, they posted an ad and within a half hour I was there to apply. The guy was basically blown away by my credentials, he has no idea what he's doing. I don't see this a being a long term gig for me, but it's a start. I'll be the only server, which means once business is rocking, I'll be stressed. He's closed on Monday's so I'll always have that day off, but he is open from 10:30-9 every other day, and if I'm the only server, that works out to 66 hours a week. I'm not okay with that. Even if I was to take a break between 2-5, that still leaves me at 48. I DON'T WANT TO WORK THAT MUCH!  I'm tired. So that's why I don't think this will be a long term thing for me. I need to figure out what else to do. Looking into becoming a disaster relief coordinator, which sounds like something I'd be good at. I just don't really know where to start and what qualifications need to happen.

I cried a lot yesterday, even with the whole getting a job thing. And his dad was super nice to me, saying that I shouldn't pay attention to what other people say.  Basically feels like a grieving process.
I swear that picture just broke my heart. Even now just thinking about it, everything gets tight inside.
He shot me down so hard yesterday in regards to his mother. Said he didn't want to hear about anything that was going on here in this house or with her. I said okay, but, I had one of the most stressful situations of my life last night. And I had to tell him. Because I broke the promise- he's not responded.  There's no winning for losing.
There is a malevolent presence in this house. It's name is Beau Valiant or something like that. I don't know why I know this. It thinks the night is his domain, and dreams are his playground.  I woke up from nightmares 3 times last night... The first time, I didn't recognize it as a presence, but I was able to wake up. The second, I felt it, and the third I banished it. I didn't know if it would stay banished though. I told it that it had no power over me, to depart. And the fingers grasping and scratching at me receded.   The name of Jesus had the power to dispel it.   So I was able to wake up, trembling. I wasn't scared so much as exhausted. I wasn't sure about going back to sleep.  I didn't want to tell Danette, if she knew such a presence was here in her house- the ramifications. Better to be in ignorance. I will simply tell her how it fight it in an off hand manner.  Or maybe I can dispel it completely. I know in what corner it lives. And I KNOW how crazy this sounds. It sounds so paranoid and fanciful. But damn it all. I can sense it now, even awake.

His dad is over here today changing his mom's tire. She broke down on the interstate last night. Blew the one tire and then the spare too.

And so it goes.