One might say I don't appreciate what i have. That is not the case as I certainly appreciate what I do have.
The problem comes from never being able to get things "just right". This weekend I had an extra day off from work so I was happy and after coordinating plans with my wife (she already had plans with her friends) I decided I'd have a nerd night, which I haven't had in a while. Friend of mine came over and we basically drank and smoked and played video games until about 4 am.
Quite fun, at least for me. I love doing that and my new work/family schedule doesn't allow for it very often. So I like things to be perfect when I do get a night of my own. I recognize that there are things I need. If I'm going to drink I need booze, and I don't wanna run out of smokes, and I'd like to have food. So I took care of all these things. Check check check.
Wife already had plans with her friends, so she'd be gone. Check. The boy was going to visit his paternal grandparents for the weekend, and the girl was going to my mom's for the night. No wife, no kids, no family. Yay!
"But I don't wanna be stuck with the baby all day so make sure you come get her early."
Great. Follow a night of extreme exhaustion with an early as fuck morning.
Something always has to fuck it up! And I can never be happy because its not perfect. And by perfect I don't mean some minor flaw, I mean like a serious monkey wrench. Because knowing I had to get up early and go get the kid earlier than I would have liked puts a damper on the whole evening.
The problem comes from never being able to get things "just right". This weekend I had an extra day off from work so I was happy and after coordinating plans with my wife (she already had plans with her friends) I decided I'd have a nerd night, which I haven't had in a while. Friend of mine came over and we basically drank and smoked and played video games until about 4 am.
Quite fun, at least for me. I love doing that and my new work/family schedule doesn't allow for it very often. So I like things to be perfect when I do get a night of my own. I recognize that there are things I need. If I'm going to drink I need booze, and I don't wanna run out of smokes, and I'd like to have food. So I took care of all these things. Check check check.
Wife already had plans with her friends, so she'd be gone. Check. The boy was going to visit his paternal grandparents for the weekend, and the girl was going to my mom's for the night. No wife, no kids, no family. Yay!
"But I don't wanna be stuck with the baby all day so make sure you come get her early."
Great. Follow a night of extreme exhaustion with an early as fuck morning.
Something always has to fuck it up! And I can never be happy because its not perfect. And by perfect I don't mean some minor flaw, I mean like a serious monkey wrench. Because knowing I had to get up early and go get the kid earlier than I would have liked puts a damper on the whole evening.
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