All I want is to do what I want to do.
I want to work on my van!
But I seem to have fallen into a hole—the same hole that the entire rest of the world has fallen into. I’ve been spending my days working and my nights taking care of my family.
It’s driving me crazy.
No time for entertainment, exercise, social interaction, or anything even remotely fun. Aside from the fact that it’s super easy to fall into this hole, what blows my mind is that people are living this exact same miserable life everywhere. And they keep doing it. Day after day after day. For years! I’ve been doing it for a week and I’m about to lose it. What more for everyone else?
You know what’s really super duper ultra crazy? Some people think that this is how life is supposed to be. Some people even label this kind of misery as “dedicated” “hard-working” or “being responsible”. They put this kind of misery up on a pedestal! And then they tell their children that the misery of going to school is supposed to prepare them life as an adult. When in reality, it doesn’t teach them anything about life, it just teaches them that it’s okay to be miserable.
Well, no more misery for me. Something’s gotta give. I’m not sure how much freelance work is coming down the pike, but if it’s more than a few days’ worth than I’m going to head back down the Los Angeles just to have a break from the dad insanity. As soon as work slows I’m planning to dive headfirst into putting up the curtain tracks and building Gypsy’s large storage area under the bed. Until then, she patiently waits.