Here Comes The Wind

I made it through another boring day. I got to the school and walked 3/4 mile. I made it to the store finally, so my son won’t starve without his captain crunch and plain white bread and OJ. He is the only kid I know that would starve in a house filled with too much food. I am trying to get him to eat rice and beans to cut my grocery bill by 75 percent. It is not working.

Tomorrow my son’s friend might come over to spend the night. It will be my chance to make him thoroughly clean his room. When I told him, he said “do I have to?”. I guess I could let him live like a lazy slob. I will not, because I know from experience it only gets worse. At least no food is allowed in his room, or it would be condemned.