Ha, I get. You are in it. In deep. I'd say it gets better, but it kinda doesn't except now I am randomly up earlier than the house and have a moment of peace before they start infiltrating climbing, asking why I am wet and all that stuff. And I got to read this, so it does get better...for me...for a moment.
"We're terrified of life being interrupted by the stuff of actual life." Alex, that is such a profound and insightful observation. Some people operate with the assumption that life "should" be smooth and trouble free, which leads to much disappointment and bitterness. It a person accepts that obstacles are a normal and expected part of life and just deals with them when they come up, over time you learn that you can cope with anything that life throws your way, difficult as some of those things will be.
It's the game of Life. In 18 years or so, you may find yourself missing the bathroom meetings... or you may be thrilled to be able to poo without an audience... or both. 😊
Whoa! Single dad-ding. ((hug)) And you just moved to a brand new place!! Do you have any support at all? Wishing I could ship you a village so Wilder & Emma June could be held by many and you could have more spaciousness.
“Except the scaring of the doggy and the waking of the baby is sort of the whole thing. We’re terrified of life being interrupted by the stuff of actual life. That’s it.”
"We’re terrified of life being interrupted by the stuff of actual life. That’s it."
Thank you. I have been unable to formulate plans in recent years. Mostly because all of the ones I had made with my persons, blew up when they rudely passed away on me over a period of 4 years. So, why make plans, they never work. Just flounder about pretending you are spontaneous. But get nowhere. That's fear, and I disguised it as pragmatism. Your words have made a difference, thank you.
the game should be called "will doggy live to the end of the week?" - that's the game we play here - it's a nail bitter. I laughed pained because I know these moments so well - when the dog barks and everything blows up - and just wanting a few minutes for yourself to sweat or write or think a thought that makes sense or heck take a sip of water alone in the kitchen. And how all of it hinges on bedtime going smoothly or for me the dog not waking everyone up when I have dragged myself out of bed at 5am so I can write thinking it's safe but of course the dog - the damn dog - wakes everyone up because she knows I'm awake and thinks it's time to alert the household - deep sigh. Sending solidarity vibes - thanks for sharing - all us parents who try and write words that make sense thank you.
This was very apropos for today in my house. Am working from home like usual and the kid is here because they have not found a job yet, post graduation. Until today they have been holed up in their room chatting or playing games with online friends. So, it was delightful when they actually graced the rest of the house with their presence and we got to talk about lots of stuff, including ye olde stories about their Mom's first forays into pirated content via a university intranet site; the fact that 42 is the answer to life, the universe, and everything; what their room looks like clean (holy moly); and the "what the heck do I do with this stuff" box that always seems to manifest at the end of a cleaning and organizing project.
It has been a day filled with interruptions and wonderful connections. I really do need to get some more work done, but I'll take today over one that seems to only be filled with the doldrums of work.
Alex, i have two brothers who are both younger than me (i'm 9 ys older than my first brother and 13 ys older than my second brother. Now do the math of my brothers' age difference). Occasionally, when either i was awake at midnights or would wake up to go to bathroom, i'd see how my first brother used to sneak into my parents' room to ask my dad for his "midnight milk, cake and water". After some time, my second brother joined, too. These helps will be a big part of your life until your kids grow older so that they don't need your help anymore.
oh wait also i forgot to say my parents are in town helping out so don't worry everyone the kids and dog will make it out alive
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Ha, I get. You are in it. In deep. I'd say it gets better, but it kinda doesn't except now I am randomly up earlier than the house and have a moment of peace before they start infiltrating climbing, asking why I am wet and all that stuff. And I got to read this, so it does get better...for me...for a moment.
"We're terrified of life being interrupted by the stuff of actual life." Alex, that is such a profound and insightful observation. Some people operate with the assumption that life "should" be smooth and trouble free, which leads to much disappointment and bitterness. It a person accepts that obstacles are a normal and expected part of life and just deals with them when they come up, over time you learn that you can cope with anything that life throws your way, difficult as some of those things will be.
It does get better. And worse. And not when you need it. But it does. And then you get to be grandpa.
It's the game of Life. In 18 years or so, you may find yourself missing the bathroom meetings... or you may be thrilled to be able to poo without an audience... or both. 😊
Whoa! Single dad-ding. ((hug)) And you just moved to a brand new place!! Do you have any support at all? Wishing I could ship you a village so Wilder & Emma June could be held by many and you could have more spaciousness.
It's a very immersive experience you're having.
And this Now thing. Yes.
Being (and writing) the NOW is the SHIT.
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“Except the scaring of the doggy and the waking of the baby is sort of the whole thing. We’re terrified of life being interrupted by the stuff of actual life. That’s it.”
Yes.
Remaining an uncle is the best choice I ever made.
😂
May you have the spaciousness needed, you deserve it, wolf. Awoooooo!
Godspeed 😘
Reason number 584782315059048241 why I never had kids. And by "needing space" you meant vacation, I hope. She came back, right?
"We’re terrified of life being interrupted by the stuff of actual life. That’s it."
Thank you. I have been unable to formulate plans in recent years. Mostly because all of the ones I had made with my persons, blew up when they rudely passed away on me over a period of 4 years. So, why make plans, they never work. Just flounder about pretending you are spontaneous. But get nowhere. That's fear, and I disguised it as pragmatism. Your words have made a difference, thank you.
the game should be called "will doggy live to the end of the week?" - that's the game we play here - it's a nail bitter. I laughed pained because I know these moments so well - when the dog barks and everything blows up - and just wanting a few minutes for yourself to sweat or write or think a thought that makes sense or heck take a sip of water alone in the kitchen. And how all of it hinges on bedtime going smoothly or for me the dog not waking everyone up when I have dragged myself out of bed at 5am so I can write thinking it's safe but of course the dog - the damn dog - wakes everyone up because she knows I'm awake and thinks it's time to alert the household - deep sigh. Sending solidarity vibes - thanks for sharing - all us parents who try and write words that make sense thank you.
This was very apropos for today in my house. Am working from home like usual and the kid is here because they have not found a job yet, post graduation. Until today they have been holed up in their room chatting or playing games with online friends. So, it was delightful when they actually graced the rest of the house with their presence and we got to talk about lots of stuff, including ye olde stories about their Mom's first forays into pirated content via a university intranet site; the fact that 42 is the answer to life, the universe, and everything; what their room looks like clean (holy moly); and the "what the heck do I do with this stuff" box that always seems to manifest at the end of a cleaning and organizing project.
It has been a day filled with interruptions and wonderful connections. I really do need to get some more work done, but I'll take today over one that seems to only be filled with the doldrums of work.
Alex, i have two brothers who are both younger than me (i'm 9 ys older than my first brother and 13 ys older than my second brother. Now do the math of my brothers' age difference). Occasionally, when either i was awake at midnights or would wake up to go to bathroom, i'd see how my first brother used to sneak into my parents' room to ask my dad for his "midnight milk, cake and water". After some time, my second brother joined, too. These helps will be a big part of your life until your kids grow older so that they don't need your help anymore.