Job is great

 Work just couldn't be better right now. My partner and I talk a bit sometimes about how I'm doing there, and he said he was talking to the boss and said that I'm doing very well, and I'm always there. i really appreciated hearing that, and I told him so. Really makes me feel good. Guess that's because i've been told so much in the past so many awfull things, that now hearing nice things makes me feel like a kid getting a pat on the back. work really is good tho. I enjot it a lot. Doesn't seem too dificult. I know what I'm doing. I don't feel any pressure at all from anyone. I laugh, joke and kid around, and I come home happy. With Bob I was often miserable. Just the way he talks down to me. Never having anything possitive to say. I really tried my best to trust, and like him. I still do like him in a way, but i resent him a lot too about things he's said and done towards me, and others. He's really got a problem with being greedy, and selfish. Lies so much too. I think I'm going to just stay away from him from now on. Tonight I did something I shouldn't have, but it's done. I had a sawzall and a couple of power drills the other day. The sawzall itself was worth $150.00, and the two drills about another two hundred. I wanted to sell them because I needed some money. I called Bob and showed them to him. Of course he went through his routine of saying whats wrong with them, and how they weren't worth anything. at the time I needed the money, so I gave them to him for forty dollars. i wanted sixty but he wouldn't give it. Instead he said he would give me forty, and lend me the other twenty. So afterwards I end up owing him $ 20.00. After I started getting angry about him getting away again with money. The more I thought about it, the more I felt like a real sucker. anyway i took one of the drills back when he was inside the house. I know that was wrong, but fuck him. He's used me so much, and fucked me around in the past that I really don't care. In a way it was pretty funny seeing him get so mad. I never said I took it, but he knew it was gone. He was swearing and going on talking shit. Tried pretending he was phoning the police about loseing some tools. He can't stand not being the one taking. When he gets taken he's really furious. Just can't stand it. Anyway, I kept my mouth shut and pretended I knew nothing. I really don't care. I think it's long overdo to cut all ties with him anyway. I do feel guilty about it still, and wish in a way I didn't do it, but like I said, Fuck him. I don't need him now for work, and I really do hate working for him. Paul is much better, SO I will work For Paul. He always pays me fair without a big fight about it. So it's done, and I'll let it be. I'm doing a lot of work now without Bob. Paul calls me a few nights a week. I have Dave in Caladon on the weekends to work for, and I have my regular job. All together that's brings near a thousand a week. I seem to do much better working. I still practise my recovery, but I'm tired of all the meeting for now. I'm very happy with what I'm doing. I may go to meetings later on, but I just don't want them now. It's been a lot of years that I was atteding all sorts of recovery groups, counseling, D.S, and other things. I've had enough for now, and I am happy with the way things are going. I think I just do much better when I work hard. Work I enjoy, like, and get respect back. anyway, going to Hamilton tomorrow. That should be interesting. Hamilton is like a larger version of Kitchner. Lots of people hustling. I really won't see that much, because I'll be working. Were not staying over night tho. Anyway, it's late and I have to go to bed. Jets in their waiting for me. Thank you Lord