Welcome Xomba, Xombytes, Xombians and guest, to days 14-16 of, "The Battle Within." I apologize for having to write about two, to three days in one day, but I have been having problems logging on to Xomba. I am not sure what was going on, but, I am glad to be back here today. I have been through enough up's, and down's with my oldest daughter,in these last three days I believe that I was on the verge of having a heart attack. Although I have some disstressing details to tell you about my last two to three days; I have some good news to share with you to.

If you have read day 13 then you know that I have been having problems with my 19 year old daughter. To catch you up I would read day 13. But just in case you don't want to, I guess I'll catch you up.

I had told her some days before Tuesday that if she had plans on going anywhere, that she was to clean her room, and wash her work clothes. When she got up, and left Tuesday, I was still sleep. When I did get up she was gone, and hadn't did anything that I told her to do. I immediately got angry. My wife later called me from work, and told me that my daughter was gone over her friend house, to spend the night. She was suppose to be back home Wednsday. So I didn't try to call her and bitch at her at all, until Wednsday evening came, and she hadn't called or showed up.
It was Thursday afternoon when she did come home, and boy did all hell brake loose.

It was Thursday afternoon when she walked in the house, and she barely had enough time to wash her work clothes, get ready, and catch the bus. But, guess what? She claims that she doesn't have any bus fare. But, when she left home Tuesday, she had eight bus rides and some change. My wife, and I found out that our daughter spent her bus fare while she was over her friends house. She claims that they rode the bus to go get her friends picture I.D., and to take their high school transcripts to Shelby State Community College, so that they would be able to enroll in January. O.K. cool. Whatever. But, her ass ain't got bus fare to go to work. She ended up calling in, and faking like she was sick.

Okay, so now I'm talking to my daughter about doing things for her friends, and spending all of her money / savings on them (which she did also), and not having nothing for herself, or at least getting the same kind of generosity shown back by them. If I lost you, what I am trying to say is that, my daughter was going to a club one night with the same friend. She went to the teller machine and withdrew $300, out of her savings account. I don't know what, or how she spent it, but she spent all of it. The only way I found out is through my wife, whom told me that the poor child owed my wife $165, and when my wife went to go get $100 out, there was only $17 in the account. Now this is two weeks ago when that happened. This past Thursday was pay day for my daughter. She was told that she could only get $75 out of the teller because her mother needed the rest. My daughter said, okay. She said that she was going Christmas shopping. She said she was going to buy me some gym shoes. Don't you know that she got all of the money except for $33, and she didn't buy me shit. She bought all of her so call friends Christmas gifts.

My wife was going to give my youngest daughter a $100 to go Christmas shopping with. As a matter of fact, we (not my oldest daughter)were all looking forward to that. I was feeling very upset and stressed out but as time got closer to going shopping I began to feel better. How about as soon as we get to the teller machine, my wife and my oldest daughter go withdraw the money out and my wife find out that there's only $33 in my daughters account. My daughter was acting like the money was in their and knew it wasn't all of the time. Just thinking about it now makes me wish that I had slapped the shit out of her right then for playing with us, and lying to us. But, the real disappointed person was my baby girl. She got to fussing, and crying and yelling. Honestly, I felt the same way she did. It was like my Christmas is really messed up now.

We went to Krogers to buy some last minute groceries for Christmas dinner. My baby daughter, and I didn't want to go, but my wife insisted. When we got to Krogers, everyone got out the car, and left my oldest daughter in it. We talked about her like a dog. By the time we were ready to checkout at the grocery store, guess who got out the car and was coming in? My oldest daughter. As we were leaving the store, and getting in the car, and driving back home, all you could hear was arguing and fussing. When we got home we dropped the kids off, instructed them not to tear the house up, and we took my sisters car back to her. Since my wife stayed in the car with me to take the car back to my sister, I assumed that she was very upset and thinking the same thing that I was thinking; And that was to sit over my sister's house for awhile and catch a breather.

My sister was doing her online classwork. As soon as we walked in the door she looked shocked to see us so early. My wife told her that we didn't go. She told her everything that happened. My sister had offered to let us borrow some Christmas money. I started to feel alittle better but my wife didn't acknowledge her and so I was like I'm ready to go home. Walking home my wife thought that it was a good idea to borrow the money until next week. So we did. My baby daughter, and I walked over to my sister's, and got the money, and the car, and went shopping. It didn't bother us that it was late, and raining cat's and dog's. We were happy to be going Christmas shopping.

Everybody thought that my youngset daughter was going to buy her some minutes to put on her T Mobile, but she shocked me; she tried to buy everybody something.

Do you remember in one of my days of, "The Battle Within," I had prayed to God, made a wish and a request asking that he bless our home this Christmas and provide some gifts up under the tree for my family? He done it! It went form no gifts, to one gift, to now we got about 20 gifts or more up under our tree. And guess what. I didn't want anything. I just wanted everybody else to be happy, and have a nice Christmas.

I had been up over 24 hours. Without taking my medicine at night (which I'm low on) I am an insomniac, that's why I posted so much stuff on Day 13. My head was hurting, and my chest on my left side. I was wanting to blog so bad but I was having problems with my AOL connection.

Due to the fact that so much has happened, and I hadn't slept well, it seems as if I have forgotten exactly what happened on Friday and Saturday. All I can say about those days is that I had a pain in my chest that moved to my back. I wrapped some more gifts. And my baby daughter and I got to arguing over that T Mobile, when the fact is she was told that she doesn't need a cell phone. She tricked her aunty into buying it for her. Anyway she started bitching about she didn't have any minutes, and our niece was going to have to buy her some minutes for answering the phone. I told her to leave it alone, but she kept talking, and before I knew it I was getting ready to throw the dirty clothes basket at her. My chest started hurting again.

I have been drug free since Monday. I really haven't been going anywhere except to the garbage can, and the mail box. Thank God he heard my cry, and has blessed me and my household. Today is Christmas Eve. If anything happens that I want be able to get on Xomba, I would like to wish everyone a, Merry, Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!