Some Days Are Diamonds and Some Days Are...Revisited

June 28, 2009 — Damn! I did it again I went and let my big mouth go into overload. I started the day by taking my grandson Booger (he is actually my step-grandson) with me to run a few errands. After his getting over being upset with the type of juice I gave him to take along, we had a good time and he was as good as gold. The day went down hill from there.

When Larry and Walter got in from a day of drilling in the heat (over 105 degrees yesterday) they were in a discussion about Larry's involvement in the drilling and the fact that he is not getting paid, I walked in on the conversation in the middle and made some comments about Larry being taken advantage of. I did not mean that Walter and his brother Willard were the ones taking the advantage, but rather the people they contract with. Seems Larry can't get paid until he proves that he is dependable and will show up and work when needed. I suppose I can understand that, but somebody is getting work out of Larry for free and that irks me something terrible and I said so. Well Walter took exception to my comments and that started a yelling argument because I lost my cool.

As it always does, the argument went to other things and ended up with me apologizing for raising my voice. Walter started pouring out how he felt about me and how the loss of his own Dad had affected him. Walter is a proud man, but carries a lot of baggage around with him because of his own checkered past and that of his Dad's. It's a shame because while Walter is a lot like his Dad, or at least that is what his mother says, he is definitely different in so many ways. He works hard and tries his dead level best to take care of his family and those around him. He is constantly helping others fix problems with their car maybe or whatever. He gives of himself in so many ways, but at times lets his temper take control. His mother and I have always supported him since he decided several years ago to turn his life around. He can at times be the best of the best. And, at times he can be the worst of the worst. I guess that is life.

Luckily we were able to work through our differences and realize that we really care deeply for each other. That is what really matters!