Running on the Treadmill...

Ok, we sometimes get this, especially in middle age.
Last year, or rather 11 months ago, I felt caught in a trap. I am too old to get a new job at this level, but stuck in a position if
1. If I do well, I get stuck doing the same things
2. If I do poorly, I get stuck doing the same things

No matter what, I am stuck in a cold rust-belt town and an old fat wife. That, plus a family crisis (pedophile idiot) and physical pain (torn meniscus in the knee, though I did know that at the time) made for being down in the dumps for a while.

But .....these things often don't last; it does get better. Oh sure, the job is still nowhere and the wife is older and even fatter, but it does have periods of fun. And yes, it pays the bills and provided health insurance to fix that torn meniscus.

The body is healing and things are much sunnier.

Wives and Big Butts, etc.

While on a recent trip, I saw my wife bending over her suitcase.

I couldn't resist.




That, in turn, reminded me of this timely photo:



Which, in turn, reminded me of this joke:

Never Tell Her She Has A Big Butt! -- powered by flowgo.com

Speaking of wives, mine decided to tell me that she didn't like where I had parked my car in the driveway (it is snowy, cold and I had shoveled hard for a while); I reminded her that the path that I shoveled out for the postal carrier wouldn't be affected as the car wouldn't be there when the carrier.

But I offered to let her move the cars and or shovel to her own pleasure; of course that isn't going to happen.

Sometimes, it does get better

I admit that I was a bit grumpy on the drive back home. We had a bit of a hard time finding an air station in Muskogee, Oklahoma (the first two we tried were broken) and we went through a 50 degree (F) drop in temperature.

Even worse, my wife hogged the radio/CD player; basically we listened to what she wanted to listen to.

Besides, my wife has had a few minor health issues and her medications have lowered her libido. Her weight gain, while unsightly, didn't lower mine. :-)

Nevertheless, by the time we got back home, I was both irritated and horny at the same time; heck I was all but willing to call up my yoga teacher.

No, my yoga teacher is no spring chicken and she is, well, just a bit "squatty". But she is far more physical that my wife and she can kick her leg over her head.

So what if she is a total dumb-ass who thinks that houses can actually be haunted and she actually thought that Sarah Palin was a GOOD CHOICE for VP (good, for Obama-Biden!).

But she is good about bending over a lot and sticking out her ass, so she would do.

Fortunately, it never came to that. My wife said yes to my offer, it was a ton of fun, and she let me have the TV during the NFL play-offs.

And, I still have 8 days prior to school starting, so there is no reason I can't get a flying start on research and learn this new (to me) software package.

A Bad Case of the I don't Wants

Ugh, I simply hate the winter holiday season.

I live in a small Midwestern rustbelt town where it is often cold during the winter. I have never liked the cold but this is where the job was. It pays ok; but it will be tough to leave as I have a child (through my 300 + pound ex wife) and I am obligated (rightfully so) to make child support payments.

So, I am stuck with a job I don't want in a place where I don't want to live.

Also, mistake number 2: I did remarry; I have a wife I don't want in a place I don't want to live at a job I don't want (mostly teaching students who don't want to learn).

And, well, there is no way out, at least for another 4-8 years.

Still, this is tolerable until the winter holiday season when I am forced to take the winter holiday trip to bring my daughter back to this *hit hole where I live.

That means either a long drive that I don't want to take or flying on today's airlines; this past trip featured a flight cancellation, lost bags and being given the run-around, stuck with an extra night's hotel, etc.

Frankly, I'll throw a party when American Airlines goes under; I am never flying those *ssholes again.

And of course, there is spending holiday time with people I don't want to associate with; either my in-laws (fat, stupid, noisy, obnoxious people) or my own family (same).

I just simply HATE THE FRIGGIN HOLIDAYS!!!!!

If I can switch jobs, I'll make this non-negotiable demand: NO WINTER HOLIDAY.

Grumble...

Are there good things? Of course, the employment is steady and it doesn't feature back breaking work or breathing toxic fumes (except for the polluted city air), some of the students are ok and my work colleagues are actually fine people.

I have some close by places to work out (pools, trails, etc.) and my daughter really is healthy (ask anyone who has a seriously sick kid) and economically, whereas I won't like paying off the car repair and trip bills, I am doing fine (usually no balance on the credit cards, etc.)

It isn't as if I am ready to Go Santa on anyone. (though it wouldn't have broke my heart if Santa had done the American Airlines executives prior to doing himself in).