Where Was I? Oh, That's Right...

So I'm home from my little Gainesville/Orlando adventure. For some reason my spelling is all kinds of fucked up today as if my fingers are completely palsy. I had a self-inflicted crappy day today I will admit but it'll be okay. I always feel like when I cause my own problems at least I know how to fix them. I had an Explorer to put front hubs on and realized it was a rear hub noise so I ordered a rear hub and will sell the front hubs I bought and will do it in the middle of the week when my father isn't home and as long as I can sell them everything will be okay. I got home last night to hear all about the imaginary 20 something year old that my dad slept with both nights that I wasn't home and now wants nothing to do with her because she likes country music and bars and that makes her a bad person he can never be with again. He's so full of shit it pains me to listen to him. He's taught the cat the bad habit of wanting to go outside with the dogs now as well since I was gone. I got home to a floor of dog hair and piss that he 'couldn't see', no clean glasses in the cabinet and dried up coffee and crumbs to the counters. I'm glad that some things will never change. I've got to be very very careful with my money for the next few weeks now as well. I'm not really sure what to do but it will definitely include some side work hopefully. I'll figure it all out and hopefully will be able to sleep better at night.