Well, I admit that I’ve been remiss writing here, so I will have to work to correct that along the way. I guess, even though this is my home page, I don’t get as much time to write as I would like. We have the grandson with us for a while and between he and my son, I don’t get much free time at home. Well, such is the life of a parent in the pursuit of Granola. I don’t complain, just explain so if there is anyone reading this, they can get a glimpse of what’s going on and why I’m not updating/writing as much as I would like.
I suppose my favourite and possibly over-used phrase “Life’s been entertaining” really applies here. The supervisied visits and the ex’s prediliction for refusing to adhere to any rules laid down by others seem to be veritable constants within my life. Last night, she not only was still at the venue, but she stayed there for fifteen minutes after I left and met with the supervisor. The question begs what went on? I know my ex, that’s why she’s my ex. The supervisor, I don’t know, but the mixed messages that come from her do tend to give me pause. Again, names are being left out to protect the innocent and the guilty. If you know me, you already know enough. If you don’t well, enjoy the read, but don’t stress on the details I don’t give.
I am way behind on my correspondence. I owe letters to Jen, Cass, Luna, Robin, and Christoph. I probably owe one to Sean too, but there’s only so much of the complaints about his other half I can take. He dreams big and seems to create little. I don’t know if I always dream enough, but I do, at least, work towards some of them.
Just finishing up a site for a non-profit. That should be nice. I have to get specs and details from one of my clients so I can get to work on that in my spare time. (Yeah, I said it, spare time, someone can laugh now.)
Then there’s the general frustrations dealing with the family I’m not married to, ie my wife. I think that both of my parents are nuts to be honest. My wife wonders why I don’t express my anger out loud. The truth is that I don’t believe it would do me that much good if I did. I tend to prefer to keep things like anger under control and use them as more fuel to drive me in a particular direction. Yes, I get angry at them for things which are happening now. The games played, the hoops gone through, etc. However, getting mad at them for the past because they didn’t know any better is useless. You can’t get mad at a cat for only meowing. It can’t speak English no matter how much you try to teach it. They can’t be anything than what they are.
Well, I will try to write more in this and start updating more regularly. Most days, I don’t believe anyone other than myself reads this. No comments, nothing else. However, even if it is only my own site, it can’t be bad to say my piece somewhere.
Tonight is another visit, then tomorrow, the lovely court services interview. Things happen along the band.
