So we reached the point where we get a break. We go south to tan and frolic with the opposite sex, or do we??
If you're a parent with kids in school you will be thrilled that for a whole week you won't have to wake up to an alarm that starts your adrenaline rushing: go!!go go! You will be exited that breakfast will be eaten at a leisurely pace without any milk being spilled or juice coming out of one of your child's nostril because her sister made a joke and you as a parent can only say: go! !go go!. You gonna be late, hurry up! A whole week where you switch from light speed to turtle speed, where the word rushing by has no meaning and there are no worries to be had.
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My week will be spent doing home work with my little one. A research on tigers, whoopee freaking doodle! Didn't I finish school already?? I think I did, I'm pretty sure I got my diplomas somewhere. Plus, my oldest is turning into a little monster, she's hitting her teens in 1 year but she's acting like she's been there, done that. Let's not forget the accident that I didn't have but that I had to arrange everything so that the missus can get her baby repaired and make sure that she will still be mobile. I think they call this hell 101.
I deserve a medal for going beyond the call of duty. Nowhere did it say that I was going to deal with such crisis in my life! But it was I that wanted to get married, get a wife, kids, dog, fishes...back track there...there is no dog. I think that if I didn't exist this world would be a mess or close to it. Maybe somebody would have to invent me, create me so that I could be somebody's bitch for a while. It's not easy to be me as the song says. I tell my wife and daughters that one day I will take the wheelchair charger and hit the road, stopping at McDonald’s to charge my chair and get a coffee. "On the road again. Just can't wait to get on the road again...." I'm going to be the Littlest Hobo, will be going from town to town fixing shit then disappearing. Yes my life is a leaving hell....A Mexican wife, alien kids from Pluto, a couple of piranhas for fish, somebody save me!
Ok, I am exaggerating. Yes, my wife is Mexican, yes my kids seem alien once in a while, also my wife did crash the car and I had to set up the repair and leasing of a new car while the other one is ready; and I wouldn't stick my hand in the aquarium. The fishes are not piranhas but I am sure they would rip my finger if they had a chance. My life is "normal". Sure I have to take care of different things even if I'm sick but if I didn't do it I would feel useless and I think life has to continue no matter what. So for all of you guys that can walk and talk, enjoy every minute of your life; for those that have it harder like me, enjoy it too we all are here for a moment, make the best of it.
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