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Concurrence & Dissidence
My weekend, by all accords, rox0red! It was everything I hoped it would be, and some. I also got 12 hours of sleep. Hooray me. Our first dinner was as the much anticipated Armondo's (Decatur's de-facto Mexican diniing establishment) followed by an evening of meals & visiting at my folks house. It was nice to have the family back together again. Almost. My son, whom I've almost forotten I sired, is in Wichita with his maternal grandmother for two weeks. His arrival will mark the sixth week I have not seen him.
Then I got locked out of the house with two screaming cats, a screaming wife, a screaming baby, and two befuddled parents who had driven the 90 minutes to see the house we were going to have built, after I unloaded the car. Which I couldn't do. Because I couldn't get in. My stress level peaked that day.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
drax0r left his ailing wife's side to bail me out. I immediately made three copies of the key, and secured one in my anal cavity just in case.
The model home was beauttiful, yes, but it just seemed to me that I was settling for something just because something else wasn't available. That's when I found the 3000 sq/ft single-story home in Melissa. Its a damn rare thing to find that size home in a subdivision). Unfortunately, it was $230k, out of my price range. Bolstered however, from this discovery, I was bound and determine to persevere, and find its closest counterpart.
My wife then redefined the haus that drax0r built. She did more in 5 hours than we were able to get done in the preceding 4 weeks.
I was called into work to swap a failed drive. I hadn't done Solstice Disk Suite in nearly two full years. And this on a production server! I was a little nervous, but it all went according to plan.
There are five cats in this house, and they're driving me insane. Az, Alice, Daisy, Niobe & Trinity. Az & Daisy have never gotten along, the entire six months they were living together previously. Niobe & Trinity are of course from the same litter, and have each other to play with...until they were separated for a month. Now they hiss at each other. My daughter likes to say, "They're not sisters any more." And they hiss at Alice and Daisy. Az hisses at no one, but she fights Daisy. Niobe fights Az. No one touches Alice.
My weekend, by all accords, rox0red! It was everything I hoped it would be, and some. I also got 12 hours of sleep. Hooray me.
We have lots of catching up to do.
Then I got locked out of the house with two screaming cats, a screaming wife, a screaming baby, and two befuddled parents who had driven the 90 minutes to see the house we were going to have built, after I unloaded the car. Which I couldn't do. Because I couldn't get in. My stress level peaked that day.
drax0r left his ailing wife's side to bail me out. I immediately made three copies of the key, and secured one in my anal cavity just in case. I wasn't going to let this happen again.
The model home was beauttiful, yes, but it just seemed to me that I was settling for something just because something else wasn't available. That's when I found the 3000 sq/ft single-story home in Melissa. Its a damn rare thing to find that size home in a subdivision). Unfortunately, it was $230k, out of my price range. Bolstered however, from this discovery, I was bound and determine to persevere, and find its closest counterpart.
At a price whcih wouldn't make me cringe.
My wife then redefined the haus that drax0r built. She did more in 5 hours than we were able to get done in the preceding 4 weeks.
Minus moving all this heavy shit from all over the metroplex to this location, that is.
I was called into work to swap a failed drive. I hadn't done Solstice Disk Suite in nearly two full years. And this on a production server! I was a little nervous, but it all went according to plan.
Albeit not as in timely a manner as I would have prefered.
There are five cats in this house, and they're driving me insane. Az, Alice, Daisy, Niobe & Trinity. Az & Daisy have never gotten along, the entire six months they were living together previously. Niobe & Trinity are of course from the same litter, and have each other to play with...until they were separated for a month. Now they hiss at each other. My daughter likes to say, "They're not sisters any more." And they hiss at Alice and Daisy. Az hisses at no one, but she fights Daisy. Niobe fights Az. No one touches Alice.
Triangle man, triangle man
Triangle man hates particle man
They have a fight, triangle wins
Triangle man
My weekend, by all accords, rox0red! It was everything I hoped it would be, and some. I also got 12 hours of sleep. Hooray me.
Your weekend
I finally got to this post... blah... lots to read! :-P
Glad to hear your wife is now there, and that she has improved your living conditions. *smile* Hope your family can be completely reunited soon Eric. :-) I can imagine how much you missed them, (now just your son), but since I have never been away from my family for longer then a week... *shrug*
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Everyone knows that to go from a military man... who loves his job, to a civilian with a family and wife to support... are very very different.
Either way :-) I hope they understand and are thankful.
Given the choice? I don't think I would have.
If I were a man, able to be in the military, I would be.
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The sacrifices I was referring to were the ones my wife and made together. You actually make more personal sacrifices serving in the armed forces than you do being married.
Everyone knows that to go from a military man... who loves his job, to a civilian with a family and wife to support... are very very different.
These things are not mutually exclusive. Let me explain. Some people are married in the military, some are not. Some people retire from the military, some do not. I could go on. Either way, given my statement above, someone who is both married and currently serving make the most sacrifices.
Given the choice? I don't think I would have.
Which choice is that, exactly? Not taken a job to get you back to Texas if it meant you and your wife were separated for a month? That's weak. It really is.
If I were a man, able to be in the military, I would be.
I was.
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The choice I was referring to was the choice to get involved in the first place, to give up the military, and to go civilized.
Personal sacrifice? You are nothing without a free country to live in. What personal sacrifice would there be if we lived in Africa right now where they are currently having the "beginnings" of a genocide?
I do not have any right to say any of these things, nor do I truly disagree with YOUR decision to leave the military etc... however, given the same situation you were in, I wouldn't have left it.
Does that make more sense then the previous comment?
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Kinda. I didn't leave the military to get married and have kids though. I served honorably in the Air Force for seven years. Then I moved on. I always do.
I work well on my own. I study best on my own, work best on my own, and think best on my own.
Solo Session (http://ehowton.livejournal.com/128317.html)
On an empty stage, all alone
Staring out to black
He plucks a single string
And the note carries to the back
He can hear the music in his head
As he slowly begins to play
Coming out close to what's in his head
But not in quite the right way
He improvises, trying hard
To express the theme within
But each shift he makes in melody
Only further compounds the din
Struggling now to contain the sound
And keep the stanzas straight
A semaphore from the audience
A cause to hesitate
Squinting now into the room
A single shadow glimpsed
With someone to play for now
He lifts his heavy instrument
A single note, then a chord
It responds within his hands
Wielding with both strength and grace
Now he understands
Faster now, more certainty
His fingers nimble quick
Sensation flows from rhapsody
A state of elated bliss
Winding down now full of hope
A single person cheers
He hears instead an audience
As his eyes well up with tears
An unexpected variable
Not sought when he began
That elusive accomplishment
Gained by a single set of hands
In all that you do if you do it alone
True joy you'll never obtain
Happiness requires you share your love
Your passions your goals and your pain.
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Someday I'll get a guy. But right now, I'm young (as you are always reminding me) and life is big, mean and scary.
Should I be reckless and go for the man of my dreams?
Or stay home, being good and doing as my family wishes? That is the true question.
I will do as my family wishes. Until Brian comes up here a bit closer that is. *smile* Right now, I refuse to move to him, he needs to move to me since he is always moving.
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Another reason, is that in my idea of the "perfect man for me" idea, the men in that idea, rarely wish to settle down with a girl like me. I'm either to good, or not good enough. To fat... to thin, to short, to tall, to opinionated, to smart. to stupid, to quiet. *rolls my eyes* Guys. Are. Stupid. (no offense)
I am... what would you call it... a former good girl with bad habits?
1. I am completely, and utterly addicted to sex. Many "good guys" don't want a girl who can literally fuck rings 'round them.
2. I want a good guy, but he needs to be rough around the edges. (impossible to find it seems...)
3. I want a guy, who isn't going to be afraid to settle down, but who I am actually attracted to! (not just his personality, but everything about him)
4. He has to be alright with me being the Medic I was born to be. (hence why I wonder if I will ever be happily married. Just as the military puts strain on marriages... so such EMS...)
--- (INSERT SPECIFICS) ---
And last but not least...
5. My family, has to accept him. Period. Remember I said "big fat Greek wedding"? well... if they don't approve of him, my life will become hell.
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(SPECIFICS) -- Basically he has to be a country bloke, with biker traits, who likes big trucks because he simply likes them, not because he is trying to strike an image. He has to have class enough to handle himself well in many situations. Be Honest, charming, handsome, loving, kind, generous, understanding and open with me, should never hide things from me unless there is a really good reason... basically I've just named off a man who is near extinction.
He can come from the basic idea that it's alright to drink, smoke or chew but choose not to. Can have a few past girlfriends, but not to many because to many would make him out to be a player.
Preferably, should have a tattoo, but not be a tattoo addicted scum bag. (has specific friends in mind)
He also needs to come from the Christian faith. Preferably... *smiles* From the Lutheran or the "I don't go to church because I don't agree with what they preach" yet still has the faith.
And... perhaps last... he shouldn't be a profanity spewing looser who can not control his tongue when the situation calls for him to be a gentleman.
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In all honesty? I found a guy similar to that which I've named off, sept for number 5 since my family most certainly wouldn't approve of him.
There are other issues, but he's pretty dang close to what I have in mind, to the point it's rather scary. Something is amiss, he can read my mind and project himself to be the man I need... or He truly is like this and I was to stupid to realize it back when I had the chance.
He lives in KY and I've known him online for about 3 yrs. I know he has lied to me before, and whether he truly was protecting me or not I don't much care. Frankly it would take very little for me to fall head over heels for him, which scares me to death cuz I hate feeling so out of control.
Meh. I'm chattering. *frown and shuts up* Sorry Eric. Someday I may tell you about Brian :-) But not tonight.
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True love is nothing like you described.
Re: To much elaboration into my personal life --
Wouldn't believe how many guys I've already met like that.