Do you like my hat?
Ok, so i'm not always attentive to the needs of other people, but last night that came very clear that people have placed certain perameters on my actions that i can't always meet. Sometimes i just want to loose the schedule and just be. but it seems my wife expects me to always meet the needs of everyone around me without ever taking my slacker nature to heart.
Ok, so i drank a couple of drink and was in the mood to gab while she was trying to urge me out the door on New Years Eve and it was a treacherous travel from the next-door neighbors to our front door and perhaps i should have just followed them out the door and not stayed and chatted about music and shows that we need to go to. but what does it really hurt. New Years Eve is such an overblown "holiday" anyway. i had been couped up for 2.5 weeks in the house with kids in tow almost 24-7. I don't recall not being either at home or on the road with at least 1 kidling in that 2.5 weeks, so in my hazed state i took it upon myself to talk with an adult about music.
I like music and my wife is not all that keen on my choice of music. that is accepted and widely known. but why do i have to catch flack over not being there to watch another ball drop in Denver or a replay of NYC. I don't care about Ryan Seacrest or Carson Daly and their blather of popular acts that redo classic songs to appease the audience that is visably wasted on the mans crack. who f@ckin cares.
Obviously my wife, since she has been brooding about it for the last 3 days, she used the, "the kids wanted to know where their daddy was" line. The easy answer was, he's still next door talking. But instead she takes the opportunity to rub some sort of guilt in my face.
there is too much going on in this house to warrant treating someone like a tagged steer. I took an hour more to leave the neighbors than i guess i was "allowed" to. Just get the bamboo switch and get the punishment over so we can get on with life. I don't have time for the grief.
Ok, so i'm not always attentive to the needs of other people, but last night that came very clear that people have placed certain perameters on my actions that i can't always meet. Sometimes i just want to loose the schedule and just be. but it seems my wife expects me to always meet the needs of everyone around me without ever taking my slacker nature to heart.
Ok, so i drank a couple of drink and was in the mood to gab while she was trying to urge me out the door on New Years Eve and it was a treacherous travel from the next-door neighbors to our front door and perhaps i should have just followed them out the door and not stayed and chatted about music and shows that we need to go to. but what does it really hurt. New Years Eve is such an overblown "holiday" anyway. i had been couped up for 2.5 weeks in the house with kids in tow almost 24-7. I don't recall not being either at home or on the road with at least 1 kidling in that 2.5 weeks, so in my hazed state i took it upon myself to talk with an adult about music.
I like music and my wife is not all that keen on my choice of music. that is accepted and widely known. but why do i have to catch flack over not being there to watch another ball drop in Denver or a replay of NYC. I don't care about Ryan Seacrest or Carson Daly and their blather of popular acts that redo classic songs to appease the audience that is visably wasted on the mans crack. who f@ckin cares.
Obviously my wife, since she has been brooding about it for the last 3 days, she used the, "the kids wanted to know where their daddy was" line. The easy answer was, he's still next door talking. But instead she takes the opportunity to rub some sort of guilt in my face.
there is too much going on in this house to warrant treating someone like a tagged steer. I took an hour more to leave the neighbors than i guess i was "allowed" to. Just get the bamboo switch and get the punishment over so we can get on with life. I don't have time for the grief.