I'm getting really sick of waking up feeling like garbage. I just wish I could get up, just one day & feel normal again. It seems like it takes half the day to get my head to stop hurting & by then, I'm so worn out from being in pain all day that I have no energy for anything else. I have no idea what I'm sick with, but I need to get over it.

Rhi starts work this afternoon. She seems pretty excited about it, and about the money she'll be earning, too (she's making $8.50/hour). I know she's going to be really tired every night when she gets done & the next six weeks of training will probably wear her out, but if she can get through them, she should be fine.

Erin was supposed to get up this morning and start looking for work, but I doubt he spent any time looking for his wallet yesterday, and since his social security card is in there & he hasn't ever bothered to memorize the number, he can't finish any applications. (not that he's even out of bed) I know he was up past 3, because I got up to use the bathroom & his light was still on. I think he just doesn't care that he is expected to start paying us rent to live here. I think he just figures we'll keep letting him live here regardless. I'm really torn about what to do, and it hurts me to have to be even thinking about this sort of decision, but he's known for years that if he was out of high school & not going to college, he had to pay rent to keep living with us. He claimed, last spring, that we never told him that, Rhi stared at him like he was nuts & said, "Yes, they did Erin. They've told us both that, for years."

Anyway, I need to get back to Christmas shopping.

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