A week from today we celebrate the birth of our final kid. He’ll be moving into high school soon, and that starts the countdown for me. I’m only here for the kids. The job–the retirement–is a selling point, but I am not opposed to picking up and leaving. Heck, based on the way the system works, my ex gets a significant portion of my retirement, so I’m getting screwed any way you look at it. The only reason to stay beyond the kid is to have a retirement and to be able to move into a phase where I am working from home exclusively as a writer and have the supplemental income to support that endeavor. Yet, every day is further proof that we don’t want to be here. We don’t want to be involved with the ex in any way, shape or form. It is a disappointment for what was once a decent relationship to have become as contentious and useless as it is, but it is what it is… and the countdown has begun.
Some Thoughts:
- I want to write a Star Wars novel. Don’t even care the era. I just know I have stories to tell…
- Not gonna talk football tonight, but I am gonna tell you that I’m not gonna…
- Tokyocheapo.com is my site of the week.
- Patience has always been a part of who I am. I’m loosing that part of myself gradually.
- Don’t have many video games to play. Bored with what I got and the cycle of new is at a low. Hogwarts didn’t hit. Madden is… Madden. Apex is good for a momentary distraction, but I already finished the battle pass… what am I still there for? Off of Minecraft for a spell. Considered the new Jedi game but I never finished the last one. Maybe I just spend less time on games for a while. I am enjoying some Oculus time, but I can only play for so long…