It's late and I'm tired, but it's time for an up-date.
Steve Richards (Stucco) caught the man who took my purse. It was who I had suspected all along, and I'm so disapointed in him. It was really curious how it all happened.
Teddy Sweeny had worked for me some at Creekside, and I had grown fond of him. He is the husband of Leslie, who works as a waitress at the Down Home. She is a really sweet lady, and I had made it a point to like Teddy. He had come by often to 'visit' after I could no longer afford him, and I was pleased, thinking that I had made a friend. He came by last Friday night, with his daughter (from a previous marriage) and Leslie with him, and asked me to give them 'the fifty-cent tour'. I was pleased to, and we went through the house. He had left us and came back downstairs to 'go to the bathroom'. Steve was sitting where he could see the stairs, and noticed that Teddy had came back downstairs, but did not head in the direction of the bathroom. He asked Cherokee where my purse was, and she told him I had put it in the livingroom. He opened the front door, and caught Teddy with my billfold in his hands, taking out bills. He rebuked him, and Teddy put the billfold back. When we all came back down the stairs, he told Leslie that they had to go 'now', and they left in a hurry, I thought. As soon as they had left, Stucco told me what had happened. Teddy has not came back to the house to visit or to talk with me.
Penny had told me that he had a drug problem, and I suppose that it's a matter of time until he's lost all his friends by stealing from them to support his habit. It's really sad to see such a young man (his father is a pastor in Rutledge) throw away any hope of a drug-free future for a habit that's so costly. It sure makes me feel better knowing that Stucco is so devoted to me. It has strengthed our friendship.
Penny said that she was going to confront Teddy about the issue, but he has not gone to visit them sinse the incident. It must be troubling to Leslie to know that her husband is such a man, to put his drug habit before his family friends. I've known many of the Sweeny family for many years, and I'm friends with Leslie's parents, who are the Newberry family. Randy Newberry is a local preacher, also.
Drug abuse is such a plague on our society.
I don't believe Leslie knows that Teddy was caught in the act at my house, because she's not changed in her behavior towards me when I've been in the restaurant. I think she would feel more shame than he's capable of.
Progress at Creekside is slow. It's just so hot, and the humidity is really high. I come home every night, usually late, with every stich on me wringing wet. My skin is often puckered from wearing wet clothes. I love that old house, and I love experimenting with colors, woods, windows and doors, but it's tiring, too.
And costly.
Stucco has/is installing new windows in the downstairs sunroom. They're much larger than the ones that were there before, and they work more smoothly. The ones facing Rutledge Pike are eight feet tall, and rounded at the top. They're dramatic, and let an incredible amount of light into the area. I got them at a good price, and they're low-e, which will make them far more energy-effecient.
I want to get a lot done, so that when Steve comes home, he will be pleased.
Cherokee and I went to Dandridge today to look at some tile we had found at the Habitat Store there. Peggy Chandler is volunteering there now. It was a delight to see her.
I took some samples of the tile we already have, and we matched it with two boxes, which I got for $5.00 a box. I just love to find bargain prices for the things we need.
We went to Shoney's in Dandridge for lunch, and ran into Jane, one of the former volunteers at the Goodwill. We had lunch with her.
Renae came by yesterday with her new fellow. He's somewhat similar to Shane in his looks, but his personality is far better. He laughed and cut up with me a little, and he joined in our conversation, which Shane would not have done.
I found a wood stove, which I had planned to use at Creekside, but it's a little small, so I'm still looking around everywhere I go, in case things look better somewhere else. Elaine is going to need all the help she can get to heat that big house.
The upstairs sunroom has been primed, and is ready for the color coat. The new upstairs bath is ready for primer, as is the linen closet right outside the bathroom door. I expect to get them done this week-end. The northeastern corner bedroom is ready for primer. Only the two bedrooms in the center of the upstairs need a little more plaster work, and, of course, the east bath room needs sheetrock and plaster. There's a lot getting done, but a lot needs done.
I'm so tired, Im going to leave this now, and get back soon.
No comments:
Post a Comment