I like to go to bed early

Well, I'm feeling a little better today.  I got up, took a shower, and did my God Time. 

I loaded some Bibles and Bible promise books into the bag on the back of Ron's wheelchair.  We had some rides coming. 

Our first ride was late but we still had plenty of time to eat.  We went to Carl's Junior.  Interesting fact, when I am PMS'ing I often crave chicken.  The rest of the time, I hate chicken (a long story about chicken there but I can't share it without embarrassing someone else). 

We both decided to get chicken strips, but the restaurant was very slow and basically had a huge sign on the door begging for people to apply.  The manager was working the drive-thru and the front area, and favoring the drive-thru.  He apologized and said 2 people had called in sick. 

We got our food ordered (I had given a Bible Promise book, and a Bible, to the first driver).  We sat down.  Our usual spot was occupied by a homeless man, even if he got up I didn't want to sit in that seat. 

I moved a ways a way.  I have had, one a couple of occasions, had people ask for me for money while I'm eating, and one woman wanted to "borrow" my cell phone.  I told her I didn't loan it out, and I don't, not after that creep tried to steal it several years ago. 

He came up to me at the bus stop and asked to borrow the phone so he could make a call.  I loaned it to him.  The bus came.  He kept the phone and boarded the bus.  I boarded as well.  As we approached my stop he was still on the phone.  I had to confront him and get very nasty, demanding he return my phone or I would ask the driver to contact Metro police. 

Later on, some creep called my phone.  I told him "It's my phone.  Some guy tried to steal it a while ago.  If he gave you this number delete it."   He never called me back. 

So I don't loan it out, ever, because people will steal it.  Besides, it has my google account information (I don't have any financial on google but I don't want them messing with my blog or whatever). 

It's one thing I don't like about the Carl's Junior, the panhandlers and beggars.  I can only think of a few times we've gone and didn't have someone homeless, trying to beg, or wanting to "borrow" my cell phone.

It's a testament to the flavor of their burgers, and chicken strips, that we're willing to go through all this drama every time we go.  I haven't had hassles like this since Ron worked in the Tenderloin area of San Francisco. 

Boy, that was an experience.  Walk straight, eyes dead ahead, don't react to anything.  Step over the feces on the sidewalk, and urine puddles.  It was pretty awful. 

I hear it isn't any better now. 

So, we had a good meal.  We came home, I took a nap.  I woke up with a headache so I took 3 aspirin (6 hours worth) and got online. 

I suspect #6 is having another birthday party tonight.  I could be wrong, but we'll see.  My facebook "memory" feature said they had a party this weekend, a couple years ago.  I can't imagine them changing a birthday party date.  Although, my notebook says nothing until next week.  So, we'll see. 

If they have one, I just grit my teeth and turn up the music.  I unplugged the doorbell so they can't come over and harass me every time they lose a ball over the fence.  They know by now I will return it, the NEXT day. 

I'm going to take a break and call my parents. 

That went pretty well, except Ron came in the room and was adding comments to the conversation.  A little difficult to talk about his drinking when he is right there.  As far as Ron's concerned, he doesn't have a problem, and if he doesn't have a problem then I don't need to talk about it. 

It doesn't work that way.  If it's important to me I talk about it. 

The rest of the day has been pretty uneventful.  #6 does have a lot of cars in front of his house so I assume they are having a party.  Unfortunately for me, the weather is very nice and mild right now, so I'm sure the kids will be very active screaming outside my bedroom. 

[sigh]  I like to go to bed early.