06 November 2017

I Like Writing:: Jacob's POV


I think this is it. I keep going through the house, 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, and a huge back yard. Thankfully Eric came with me and has been occupying the attractive real estate person assigned to this house. I was able to venture around on my own and not feel pressured. I don't want to show Ethan until I decide on what I can get. I don't want to get his hopes up. I also need to make sure everything goes through, hoping Shelly hasn't done anything stupid to ruin my credit. 
I go out to the living room, Michelle has her head back laughing at something Eric said. She approaches me with questions about how I like the house. "Can we put in an offer?" This house is within the district requirements for Ethan's school, he can get off the bus here. I have been saving for so long, it feels like I would never get to this point. Although I have been a father for almost 5 years, it just now feels like I am making a grown up move. 
I stretch my 6 foot frame, I ache from the hours I have put in this week. Shelly has been good with letting me come over for dinner but understanding why I haven't taken Ethan over night. I have had to be in the shop before 6 every day to make sure we stayed on schedule. 
Shelly said she has signed the paperwork. I am waiting for my lawyer to call me about it. She's dating someone, surprise there. I didn't think she'd be single long. I have to look for a before and after care in my new neighbor in case I have to work long hours on my week. Although I think my boss will make sure i work short the week I have Ethan and long the week I don't.

"Hey, lets go out. There's a bar about a hour away I heard is good. Lots of women." I look at Eric like he's stupid. He just wiggles his eyebrows at me. 
"I'm not even divorced yet. I have worked a thousand hours this week. Any more reasons why I dont want to go?"
"So what time do you want to leave?" he doesn't even give me an option. I guess I am going.  Nice jeans, cowboy boots, button up shirt, its as good as it going to get. 
We get to the crowded bar. Lots of women, I will give Eric that. We find a seat at the bar and watch the sexy bartender fling drinks around. She is giving everyone a little attention, I am sure she makes wonderful tips with most of her boobs hanging out of her shirt. A little blonde comes and sits beside Eric. I have lost him I am sure. I spin around taking a look at the place. I am used to hole in the wall bars with country music and line dancing. This bar is loud, packed full, and strobe lights going off everywhere.