Thoroughly enjoyed. Got crazy train? lol.
You know what. I'm going to complain, it will do no good and it won't make anything better but I make a habit of not doing it IRL and you seem like a guy that is willing to read things. So here I go
Today I found out that the company I work for I thought it had a 50/50 shot at surviving the current situation, nope we are absolutely boned. Game over. It wouldn't have happened if anyone involved would have just swallowed their pride and done what needed to be done. Do you know what that means? It means this awesome wonderful idea is going to die. Its going to die and there isn't a damn thing I can do about it. All the effort I have put in to save it, all for absolutely nothing. This is depressing. I can't fix known contract violations I Just can't do it. Its just not possible.
Add to this I get a call while I was out getting lunch from the wife that is a very upsetting conversation with the wife about the kids. So that just sucked.
I come home thinking my instructions to the wife will have done something to improve the situation at home and it will make for a nice evening with the family, we even went over to the in laws and they had me move some heavy shit(not that I mind I don't) However I get back from moving said heavy stuff and my one daughter is attempting to ride off down the road on her bike while my wife has to chase her down and carry her back in side and she has been particularly bad the last few days. I have to put on stern dad face and voice and go and scold her and reprimanded her and I'm like okay fine thats over. Then the other one decides she is going to climb in the bed of a running truck after I told her not too. So I grab her and carry her inside put on stern dad again and away we go. I scold them and explain to them all the way home. I explain and explain and explain until I put them to bed. I honestly don't like having to upset my kids I do it when its needed but it pains me to do it.
Then After they go to bed my wife is pissed at me because I told her we need more discipline in the home.
I don't know how you survived raising kids I wouldn't trade it for the world but damn it can be difficult some times.
Then on top of that I called my mortgage person and we were supposed to close today and its going to be 2 more days. a minor thing but dump it on the pile and its a little irritating.
And thats the end of my complaining. Read this or don't respond or don't give me some advice or don't you don't owe me anything. I just figured no harm could come from complaining a little in a reasonably anonymous way.
Crazy Train is one of my more popular songs!
Enjoy!
That and sometimes life just sucks and raising kids is not the unicorns and rainbows we thought it'd be. It only gets worse, too. They don't seem to do much better until they're in their 20s. In fact, it gets notably worse.
Fortunately, kids are pretty resilient and usually repair themselves from both major and minor damage.
You spend the first few years teaching them to walk and talk. You then spend the next fifteen telling them to sit down and shut up.
That's pretty much parenthood.
Awesome.
I'm sure it will get tougher. I'm sure my daughters will meet boys who I will hate. I'm sure they will make choices I hate. I'm sure they will do all of that and them some. I can only hope to teach them well enough to survive now. I try to teach them traditional values becuase I belive in them. Maybe they choose them maybe they don't I'll love them either way.
In this parenting game. I'm sure I will lose. However I'll never love them any less. No question I would kill for them. However today that isn't what I have to do. Today all I have to do is try to give them a better child hood than I had.
I may not have money, I may not be able to give them name brand anything but I can give them a home and a family and everything they really need.
I hope thats enough to teach them to be good. I hope thats enough to teach them to value knowledge. I'll try my best but who knows if that will be enough.
I was broke as fuck and my daughter wanted to go to be a medical doctor. In fact, her first year of college was paid with loans and scholarships. That's when I sold my company.
My son chose to not go to a private school, by the way. I retired while he was still young - I think he was 13 or 14. So, we got to spend a lot more time together and it was great to be there for the formative years.
Until that point in time, I was gone with great frequency. They were often in the care of an au pair or my current girlfriend - if I had one. Amazingly, they grew up healthy, happy, and productive. Those are pretty much the things that make me happiest.
If I have any regrets, it's not having been able to spend more time with them. In the end, it worked out. However, I was gone - often only home for weekends and obligated to play in a band while I was there. I'd spend 3 to 4 nights in a hotel room, unless I was at the main office.
As frustrating as those years were, I wish I'd had more time to experience them in ways other than over the telephone.
They may be troublesome. They may be hectic. They may even be a pain in the ass - 'cause children are fucking monsters! But, eventually they grow up and move out. (They're still sometimes monsters and do stupid things.) Then, you realize how much you miss them.
That's when you do crazy things like just straight up buy a new pair of kids!
My son has been enjoying teasing me with that. "So, dad... How's your newly purchased family coming along?" He's also fond of, "Why don't you just adopt? I know there are lots of kids here in Peru who could use adoption."
As much of a pain in the ass as they were, remember that they'll have kids someday. That's your revenge! When my kids have kids, I'm going to get my grandchildren noisy and dangerous toys. I'm going to send them to Disney - every year - for like a week. Their parents HAVE to go. Ha! Fuck you, revenge is mine!
That's right... I'm going to send 'em to Disney - every single year. I'm not going. No, I've been. I had to go, 'cause I had kids. It sucked. My children WILL eventually have children. At that point, revenge is mine.
They can't really turn down a vacation to Disney - 'cause I'm not going to ask, I'm going to just tell the kids that they're going to Disney. I don't even like Disney. Nope... I just want my children to have to go.
I'll get them drum kits, rifles, cars, dirt bikes, and stereos.
Why?
Because I remember when they shaved my dog. I remember when they ruined my kitchen - and all the furniture in it. I remember having to hose them off in the shower. I remember when my daughter stole my car.
I remember...
And that's why they're going to Disney - every single year.
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