Tough week for me. Worst all summer, but my head feels right today. Time to jump back into the fray.
Could it be that it’s Friday? Who knows, but I won’t over think it. All of a sudden, I have a fledgling social media conglomerate to manage.
As far as the blog, I’m closing in on 100 posts, a huge milestone. For years, I had trouble maintaining the discipline to write daily. While I miss time here and there — e.g., Northampton County Corrections Officers don’t hand out laptops with jumpsuits — I’ve done pretty well.
I’ve proven to myself that I can follow things through. If I can do this, I can maintain my Twitter and FB pages. I can start an Instagram page and a YouTube channel as well. Once those are in place, I can resume my electronic assault on the media, who, on my grandma’s grave, will know my pain and that of fathers across the country. Those are next.
Then, there is the pièce de résistance, my holy grail — Damned Good Sense, the book I’ve tried to finish for years.
Rome wasn’t built in a day
Even as I continue to build the foundation for my Foundation, I face parallel challenges of at least that magnitude. I am a middle-class, suburban dad of two. Kids are expensive, though I never had a problem giving everything I could to them, and as any parent knows, that’s got to be plenty. Let’s review:
- Shoes and clothing;
- School supplies;
- Organized activities;
- Holidays, birthdays and occasions, not just for them, but for their peers and relatives as well;
- Fun days; and
- Toys, electronics and sundries
There is the house to think of. Owning a house isn’t simply about securing and paying a mortgage. Oh no. Houses have plenty of moving parts and related expenses. Here are just a few:
- electric; and
- home owners’ association fees;
- Service contracts for the air conditioning unit and water heater;
- various repairs to appliances and the structure itself; and
- Landscaping, even in the limited fashion I do it
- Improvements, whatever shape they might take and strictly subject to approval by the Home Owners’ Association
And out in the burbs, reliable transportation is a must. We all know about car notes, insurance, registration, tires, oil changes, emergency repairs and regular service. Of course, in my case, I’m forced to carry the note on a second car that doesn’t even run!
Then, there are the most important ongoing challenges of them all: the fight to maintain my relationship with the kids and cleaning up the legal mess of what should have been a simple, painless divorce.
The hands are full, the thoughts are presently clear, the body is willing and the flesh is strong. Do I somehow feel better because it’s Friday? Not really. I’m just happy I can get off the stool to face another round. Thank God for that.