The end of the week brings but a small amount of solace. It seems that the spouse has slipped into the all too familiar depression that they refuse to admit is present. The timing is a little suspicious given this generally happens with the appearance of the grandchild. I am sure that it is time for someone to see a counselor but that is a subject difficult to broach.
It seems the spousal unit is big on telling others what to do but short on following their own advice. When it comes to dealing with her own demons, there seems to be a different set of rules. It does get tiresome having to figure out which rules we play by today, right now. I long for a simple life, one that does not include jumping through my arse to please everyone, resolve the issues in their lives, clean up their mess or pay for their overall lack of financial planning.
Then there's the prospect of paying a small fortune to fly to a west coast city just so the spouse can visit the grandchild. All under the pretense of seeing a place she has always wanted to see. Given that this topic has never come up in the past, at least not until someone moved there I find all too convenient. I don't think that anyone believes me when I tell them that I may or may not return from my approaching trip. The prospect of coming back to deal with work, someone's depression and let us not forget the Tick is leading me to a depression.
This week I noticed that I had let the inspection on my vehicle expire. Here, the only place that this may legally be performed is a licensed station and then only when it is not raining. The weather liars had call for rain to begin today. Guess what? They were right! Anticipating this I had asked is maybe the spouse could changed vehicles with me after work and get the inspection done as they close before I get off of work. It is now Friday, raining cats and dogs and my vehicle is still needing to be inspected. All of this is in the context of my having changed my plans on many occasions to take care of an oversight on her part for which she "would greatly appreciate it". Funny how this knife seems to only cut one way.
Yes, I am tired and burned out by this lifestyle. Most people in the world dream of moving here, getting a job and making the "big" money. The truth is that most of American businesses are nothing more than pimps and we, the working class are whores. We prostitute our lives for the shiny bobbles dangled before our eyes and the promise that if we will just work until we bleed, we can have it all. The reality is that most of us are totally unhappy and spend our meager earnings on useless crap that we think will bring us the happiness we seek. I long to do something different. I long to give up most of this crap, this lifestyle for a life. Something someplace somewhere somehow somenow. It is time to get off of this merry-go-round and strike out in a direction leading to happy!
It seems the spousal unit is big on telling others what to do but short on following their own advice. When it comes to dealing with her own demons, there seems to be a different set of rules. It does get tiresome having to figure out which rules we play by today, right now. I long for a simple life, one that does not include jumping through my arse to please everyone, resolve the issues in their lives, clean up their mess or pay for their overall lack of financial planning.
Then there's the prospect of paying a small fortune to fly to a west coast city just so the spouse can visit the grandchild. All under the pretense of seeing a place she has always wanted to see. Given that this topic has never come up in the past, at least not until someone moved there I find all too convenient. I don't think that anyone believes me when I tell them that I may or may not return from my approaching trip. The prospect of coming back to deal with work, someone's depression and let us not forget the Tick is leading me to a depression.
This week I noticed that I had let the inspection on my vehicle expire. Here, the only place that this may legally be performed is a licensed station and then only when it is not raining. The weather liars had call for rain to begin today. Guess what? They were right! Anticipating this I had asked is maybe the spouse could changed vehicles with me after work and get the inspection done as they close before I get off of work. It is now Friday, raining cats and dogs and my vehicle is still needing to be inspected. All of this is in the context of my having changed my plans on many occasions to take care of an oversight on her part for which she "would greatly appreciate it". Funny how this knife seems to only cut one way.
Yes, I am tired and burned out by this lifestyle. Most people in the world dream of moving here, getting a job and making the "big" money. The truth is that most of American businesses are nothing more than pimps and we, the working class are whores. We prostitute our lives for the shiny bobbles dangled before our eyes and the promise that if we will just work until we bleed, we can have it all. The reality is that most of us are totally unhappy and spend our meager earnings on useless crap that we think will bring us the happiness we seek. I long to do something different. I long to give up most of this crap, this lifestyle for a life. Something someplace somewhere somehow somenow. It is time to get off of this merry-go-round and strike out in a direction leading to happy!
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