He has been her what now? Two weeks I believe now or almost that long today. So far Billy has taken him to Social Services one time to apply for Food Stamps the last week of January which was the stupidest thing he could have done because they will use his income from January to base those stamps on. Idiot. Plus he hasnt done a darn thing to finish these applications except to stare at the paperwork they sent home with him. He hasnt filled out any of the paperwork or sent them back in. I believe they give him 15 days to get they papers back to them before they close the cases. I am not saying a word because I mentioned it the first day but I am not saying anything else. Billy has told him that he will take him up to Job Services to look for work any day that he is off work. Buck just shrugs. We just found out that the state of SC kept his state income tax for some reason. Billy did do his taxes the first weekend he got here. We havent heard from the federal but how much you wanna bet they keep that too. Buck says he hasnt filed regularly for years. Ugh. Of course he hasnt worked regularly either. I am so sick of the fact that I keep going out to my kitchen and finding it rearranged. My food is disappearing like magic. I am spending a fortune on food. He eats more than I have ever seen anyone eat. I buy stuff that would feed us for two or three weeks and it is gone in a week. Like I bought some hash browns that would have fed tony, billy and I for at least 3 weeks because we only eat them on the week ends and they are gone already. GONE! I bought them on Saturday! I am attempting to get up at 4 am with Tony so I have a little bit of time alone with him just me and him. Then I will go fix me a small bit of breakfast...just a bowl of cereal or a bagel so I can take my medications after he leaves. Normal I go to the potty after he leaves. It never fails that after he walks after the door and I go to the bathroom and walk back to the kitchen, his ass has come out and he is sitting in the family room watching tv! He waits till tony leaves because he knows Tony would tell him to go back to bed because I am up. He sits there and watches me look in the fridge for stuff that was in there as leftovers. I ask him...where is this and that and he says...oh I didnt think anyone would eat it since he was left in the fridge over night. HUH? I hate having to sit there and have to fix me something to eat while he is sitting over in the corner in complete silence. This is my time. Im going nuts. Tony has no clue this is happening. I am sitting up waiting for it to be time to put meat in the crock pot so I can go to sleep all day. Then I dont have to deal with him for the day. No wonder I sleep all day and am awake all night.