It’s nearly 9 o’clock in the morning. I just got through making the bed, getting dressed (if that’s what you call putting on shorts and a t-shirt), took my meds, and had a popsicle for breakfast. Right now it’s cloudy and humid outside so I’m just laying here on the bed; telling you this stupid-ass story. I ain’t been thinking much the last few days. I fact I’ve been doing most of the household chores and cooking the meals. I figured since Lisa’s was going to be knee-deep into the PGA Championship this past weekend, I’d be the domestic god I used to be.
Early on when we first moved up here in '94, Lisa went back to work at a local training center. So I took over the domestic chores full-time. Our two boys weren’t in school yet so it made sense. And besides I got pretty damn good at it. Over time I took jobs working at night. That way I could be home with the boys. When Lisa got home from work, the girls would be back from school, the chores would be done, and supper would be waiting. That’s when I’d go to bed. Again, I ain’t saying any of this to toot my own horn. But when there are no other options you do what you have to do.
People all over this world are just surviving. Most don’t know any other way of life. Yet we sit here worrying and complaining. I have to laugh at myself when I feel hungry and I want to stop by a Burger King. Knowing good and damn well I got bologna, bread, and hot sauce at the house. A lot of the time choices are made for us. But then there are those times when we are making the bad choices all by ourselves. Seek peace and less complication. Seek wisdom and not momentary pleasure. Sometimes a popsicle for breakfast sounds yummy. But balance that with an humble spirit and a sense of gratitude.
Early on when we first moved up here in '94, Lisa went back to work at a local training center. So I took over the domestic chores full-time. Our two boys weren’t in school yet so it made sense. And besides I got pretty damn good at it. Over time I took jobs working at night. That way I could be home with the boys. When Lisa got home from work, the girls would be back from school, the chores would be done, and supper would be waiting. That’s when I’d go to bed. Again, I ain’t saying any of this to toot my own horn. But when there are no other options you do what you have to do.
People all over this world are just surviving. Most don’t know any other way of life. Yet we sit here worrying and complaining. I have to laugh at myself when I feel hungry and I want to stop by a Burger King. Knowing good and damn well I got bologna, bread, and hot sauce at the house. A lot of the time choices are made for us. But then there are those times when we are making the bad choices all by ourselves. Seek peace and less complication. Seek wisdom and not momentary pleasure. Sometimes a popsicle for breakfast sounds yummy. But balance that with an humble spirit and a sense of gratitude.
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