…yeah holidays (sarcastically)…

…so, another holiday come and gone.  Daughter1 went to friends for fireworks.  Wife took daughter3 for walk to watch fireworks.  I got ready for work and went to bed.

I commuted to work via bicycle for the first time today.  Feels good.  Saving money.  Saving gas.  Spending calories.

Wife nervous about my mom coming out.  Mom will be here for a couple weeks.  My brother lives nearby, so she won’t be staying at either place the whole time, she’ll be sharing her time between us.  But, my wife’s already worrying herself sick and into a frenzy for no reason (at least from my perspective.  if I could adjust myself to her point of view, add empathy, and get inside her head to see what was really bugging her; I might have a better understanding of her concern).

And, daughter1 still hates my guts.  We went for a bike ride together to find the cellphone that had apparently dropped out of her pocket (note: phone was picked up by some other kids at a park my daughter says she didn’t go to).  Anyway, she’s 12 and if you’re under 18 here you have to wear a helmet.  She doesn’t have one (because she complained to her mom about the last 3 so she wouldn’t have to wear them, so my wife is convinced that they just don’t make one that fits her head), so I told her to wear mine.  She almost cried.  Then she said no.  Then she said it was f***ing stupid.  Then she said I was an f***ing a**hole.  I stood my ground and didn’t let up, didn’t yell, didn’t exchange insults.  Simply said that she’s required to by law, and that she’ll wear one atleast when riding with me.  So, she hates my guts…

…I am an a**hole and I hate my life, but feel good about how I handled the helmet issue.

My wife is starting medifast today.  I may start it next payday.  We’ll see.

Until later, have a better day than me…

Oh, and I made it through the 4 1/2 day weekend without any alcohol!!!  I can’t even remember how many weeks it’s been now!!!  Getting to that stage where I don’t even think about it when I’m around it…