Happy New Calendar Rotation!

So lately I’ve been thinking of high school. I’m not sure why, as high school really wasn’t that enjoyable a time for me. I suppose at the time it was, but only because I didn’t know nearly how much fun college would be.

I was thinking about the friends I had, who I don’t talk to or even know where they’re at anymore. I was musing that my 10 year reunion is coming up (2008!) and I realized…I feel old. But I haven’t done anything.


Mostly I’ve just been bored. Having a 2 year old at home is not the way to spice up your life. In fact, it’s surprisingly dull. Don’t get me wrong, he’s adorable, and every day is a new adventure for him, and it’s great to watch him learn and explore and discover the world around him. But he goes to bed at 8. From 8 until I crawl into bed, there’s nothing to do. Can’t go out…no place to go even if I could…I need a hobby.

Any suggestions?


Ok, so that was wholly depressing.

On a lighter note, I get paid on Thursday. That will help. There’s already a line of people waiting for this money.


Le sigh.

It seems like I’m destined never to get ahead. Everytime seems thing to remotely be going right, and I feel like I’m getting back on top of things, and finances are working themselves out, or whatever, things go terribly, horribly wrong. And it results in me being in a worse position than I was before.

At one point, my wife had three jobs. Well, two jobs and a third starting soon. So she declined the third job, quit one job, and was planning to focus on her favorite. And once it was too late to undo everything else, she got fired. “Focus issues” they said. But again, this is life telling me I’m destined to never get ahead.

Wow this is depressing.


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I hardly know anyone in Fort Wayne anymore. I feel like I’m losing all my friends to family, which I suppose is normal, but I miss the days of being able to just drop in on someone and we’d go party the night away. Or even see a movie. Or or or or or…

OK, I’m going to end this on a happy note.

Baby Ziggie is talking up a storm lately. Everyday he is learning new words and I’m just waiting for him to open his mouth and have English come pouring out of it (currently it’s a mix of words I can understand and words only he knows). He’s really growing into a gentleman. Somehow we instilled manners in him. He says please and thank you (sometimes it takes some prompting, but otherwise he does it on his own).


Work has started on Baby Ziggie’s sibling (who I’ll have to call Baby Ziggie2 or something I guess), but there is nothing in the oven as yet.

Sorry to all those who are scratching their eyes out screaming “I didn’t need to know that!!”


The Packers finished 4-12 on the season. In response, The Packers fired Mike Sherman (why?? one bad season in 5 isn’t that terrible, esp when you remove 80% of the Packers best players). So now, I think, Favre will be leaving too, since he said he’d only stay if Sherman stayed (could it be the Green Bay higher ups are silently telling Favre to leave?). Le sigh. Which means, most likely, no good season next year either while Aaron Rodgers (who I’m sure is very talented) gets his bearings.

It’s the end of the world as we know it.


1 Comments

  1. Anonymous

    I always have suggestions!

    You want suggestions for hobbies? How about reading books? I mean good books, not those trashy Wal-Mart things that are currently littering your bookshelf–and that’s just the DVDs. If you want, I’ll send you my suggested reading list. You might start with someone like G. K. Chesterton or St. Augustine, both two of my favorites. I’ll give you titles if you want.

    Or if reading doesn’t float your boat, you might think about taking up a hobby that not even a two-year-old could mess up if he got into it, like abstract painting! As long as you can BS a good title and an artists’ statement, you could probably get some sort of federal funding for it. Remember, it’s only BS if someone calls you on it; otherwise it’s self-expression.

    Or you might take up sewing or needlepoint and start making things for your wife and kid, things like blankets and pillows and quilts.

    But wait! You DO have a hobby! THIS is your hobby! Posting depressing material on the Internet in a cynical attempt to get people’s attention and sympathy is certainly a hobby, albeit not a very constructive one. Okay, so you have my attention, but not my sympathy. I know you too well. Fortunately for you, you can post these things far more often than you used to be able to publish the “C-Files.”

    Tell the Mrs. we said “Hi.” And Milton misses his playmate already.

    Texas Steve

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