I’m home with my 85 year old father and he’s out to lunch about 90% of the time, my stepmom has advanced Alzheimer’s and she forgets 99% of anything new. That’s pretty close to alone!
I feel pretty good today. Dad ate one bite of everything I made. Some neighbors came over briefly to watch my dad sleep. Dad managed to hold everything until he got to the portable toilet. My stepbro took his mom out to eat. Nothing caught on fire.
Is it over? For my dad, basically yes. For my stepmom, might as well be. For me, not by a long shot. Watching my dad die up close and personal has made me think about all the bullshit he put up with in his life because the thought he had to. Fuck me with a knobby stick if I go that route. I’d rather fall to my death in a climbing accident in the Alps in the next five years than have thirty like my dad had.
I spent the day alone as well, and I find the solitude preferable. I feel like I am blatantly displaying the worst parts of myself right now, and I wouldn’t want anyone to be a part of that. I think there are benefits to being alone, perhaps you should consider yourself thankful. Some people are so tied up in their silly families they see them as obligations, and all they really want is to spend the few days they get off work alone.
I was all alone today and it was great.
I went to an all-you-can-eat Turkey Buffet and ate like a king. There was no one to argue with, no drama, no BS, just me and a delicious dead bird. When I dine alone I’m able to enjoy my meal in peace.
Then I played the guitar, drank some beer, and watched the Green Bay Packers lose to Chicago at Lambeau Field.
Aside from the Green Bay loss today was a win.
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I’m home with my 85 year old father and he’s out to lunch about 90% of the time, my stepmom has advanced Alzheimer’s and she forgets 99% of anything new. That’s pretty close to alone!
I feel pretty good today. Dad ate one bite of everything I made. Some neighbors came over briefly to watch my dad sleep. Dad managed to hold everything until he got to the portable toilet. My stepbro took his mom out to eat. Nothing caught on fire.
Is it over? For my dad, basically yes. For my stepmom, might as well be. For me, not by a long shot. Watching my dad die up close and personal has made me think about all the bullshit he put up with in his life because the thought he had to. Fuck me with a knobby stick if I go that route. I’d rather fall to my death in a climbing accident in the Alps in the next five years than have thirty like my dad had.
I spent the day alone as well, and I find the solitude preferable. I feel like I am blatantly displaying the worst parts of myself right now, and I wouldn’t want anyone to be a part of that. I think there are benefits to being alone, perhaps you should consider yourself thankful. Some people are so tied up in their silly families they see them as obligations, and all they really want is to spend the few days they get off work alone.
But hey, what do I know?
I was all alone today and it was great.
I went to an all-you-can-eat Turkey Buffet and ate like a king. There was no one to argue with, no drama, no BS, just me and a delicious dead bird. When I dine alone I’m able to enjoy my meal in peace.
Then I played the guitar, drank some beer, and watched the Green Bay Packers lose to Chicago at Lambeau Field.
Aside from the Green Bay loss today was a win.