Nothing goes better with a half-case of beer than a few joints.
An update to the saga...this morning the kitchen sink was full of dirty dishes, from a HUGE breakfast cooked somewhere between 10:30 last night and 5:30 this morning. 3 Eggshells, an empty box of brown & serve sausages, an empty box of Cheez-its, a half-case worth of empty beer cans and an empty pack of Zig-Zags sat on top of the trash. A peanut butter-covered knife just tossed in the sink on top of it all. He GETS three meals a day and is free to eat whatever he wants all day. He eats like a fucking horse. In addition to regular meals he's always pounding down "Cup 'o' Noodles" and every kind of snack cracker you can imagine.
It's a known fact that he smokes weed...he knows he can't smoke it or his cigarettes in the house so I assume he's getting drunk, high, playing his video games and satisfying his munchies before crashing until noon the next day.
My gut is telling me the next move is going to be to send for his girlfriend. The whole rationale for his moving back in with his mother was to get a "new start." I don't see that happening. I see the girlfriend showing up at mom's and the two of them living here.
His mom took him out on Friday to "look for a job." He will only accept a job as a cook in a bar or restaurant. She was supposedly going to be gone with him for "a couple of hours." They were back in one hour, and he had a new case of beer for the fridge. I asked her how it went and she said "I don't want to talk about it."
35 years old and his mom is still acting like his arrival here is even neater than the baby Jesus in the manger thing.
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