Landed in my inbox today:
All blame is a waste of time. No matter how much fault you find with another, and regardless of how much you blame him, it will not change you.
The only thing blame does is to keep the focus off you when you are looking for external reasons to explain your unhappiness or frustration. You may succeed in making another feel guilty about something by blaming him, but you won’t succeed in changing whatever it is about you that is making you unhappy.
I bought tires today.
Four of them.
And now? We watch Walker, Texas Ranger. Bet you wish you lived here, huh?
Oh, so I was wondering why nobody was commenting anymore, and then lo and behold I realized that I haven’t been writing much, and maybe that’s part of the problem.
So I’m sitting in a hotel room 200 miles from home. I’d love to tell you I’m taking a much needed breather from the wild hot sex my wife and I are having to celebrate being in a hotel room 200 miles from home, but no, I’m watching Zach and Cody with three kids and waiting for my wife to come back from an errand.
My niece graduated high school tonite, and it was amazing and wonderful and bittersweet all at once. She did awesome in school, lots of friends and awards and such. Pretty cool, if I do say so myself, and I’m extremely proud of her.
As for the bittersweet, it makes me realize I’m a bit older now. Okay, a lot older. Also, I’m not sure I’ve blabbed to the internets that I never participated in graduation from high school, and it was a bit anticlimactic after I almost flunked out my junior year and then went to a special program to finish and wound up finishing earlier than the rest of my class so that I could work and go to junior college. Oh well. Then there’s the whole “feeling like a failure ever since” thing.
On top of everything, it feels like a Saturday. Anybody else think that?