It hasn’t rained since May (in San Diego) and my housing dilemma
is working itself out. We might be
homeowners within a month! Our student
loans are completely paid off. We bought
a new car. The dog’s vagina healed
wonderfully…but she has a UTI again…within 3-months…and I’m feeling a little
lost, unproductive…and downright useless.
Look, it can’t all be peaches and cream (mmmmmmm….creeeeam…*drool*). Some things are great; extremely fantastic
especially when compared to mothers and children gasping for air. Some things suck. The things that suck are mostly in my head,
which means I need a) a lobotomy, b) a 24-hour marijuana vapor hook up, c)
perspective.
The answer is clearly “C.” (with maybe just a little bit of “B”). I want to perform more. I want to write more. I want to make some more money doing the
things that I love and support Nicole to do the same. All of this is within reach, and I just have
to deal with the little hands and arms pulling on me as I r e a c h…
But, again, those little arms are healthy and my house is filled with
love, and the world if a fucking nightmare, so I have to realize that here in
our little oasis in southern California, we are super lucky.
