The little woman was drunk all week. I wasn’t up to kicking her out like I had threatened to do. And Monday she was a major drunk bitch, mean to the kids and nasty to me. Tuesday and Wednesday she was just a minor bitch and Thursday she was almost tolerable. I was sick as a dog all week and I just couldn’t deal with her and attempting to toss her out. I guess I wimped out. We shall see what tonight brings. (writing the sixth.)
