A Country of Crazies

I recently bought a house. This is my second draft because I don't like airing my personal crap over the internet.

When you buy a house people always say, "congradulations" with great jubulation. Why? If they have ever done the same thing they should say, ahh crap I am sorry. It is by far the scarriest thing that has happend to me and I pray I hold it together.

Why is it that in our society we celebrate the freekishly horrid times in someones life. Now dont get me wrong there is good with the bad but If you are anything like me, and I pray your not, the sheer stress of these things makes you almost unfunctionable. Yes I have thrown up allot in the past week. Take a lil walk with me.

For instance:
A wedding- happy yes, but so stressful it realy isn't worth the party. Lets celebrate that with gifts.

A house- freakishly scary- oooooo house warming party.

Got nocked up- lets add to the stress of that with two or three showers. Yes free gifts and emotional baggage.

turning 13 or 16 or 18- lets add to the raging hormones going through your system with a celebration where you are the center of attention.

somebody die close to you- lets invite everyone we know to come and veiw the body. is this not morbid to any one else. do you know that if you get barried within 24 hours you can be barried anywhere and in anything. barry me in a wood box made of two by sixes and have a funeral if you must over my grave.

graduate- hey good job, your not stressed are you because you dont know what your doing, lets throw a party where everyone asks about it.

Do you think that deep down people are like "oh look how happy", or "good friggin luck?" i think it is probably fifty fifty. The women are happy because they lie to themselves, and the men just shake their heads in silence.

All I'm saying is that we are crazy... and we should all be a little more sensative, thats all.

What is next?

All right, so we received our degrees, most of us our married or pursuing a higher education or both, and some of us are reproducing so that someone else will be thinking this in a quarter of a century. My question is, now what? I mean seriously I have been in school since I was six always knowing I would get married and move somewhere and start a life. Always looking forward to that fine day when my life would finally start. Thinking how great it would be once I had a fresh start somewhere where no one knew me it was just me and my wife against the world and we would make it happen and everything would be so beautiful.

What the hell was I thinking? No where in that dream was the house market so flooded with over priced homes which combined with my ACU experience (that’s what I am calling my student loan payments) is virtually imposable. No where in that dream was rent so unaffordable that it would be cheaper to get a mortgage than it would to rent a place. So we will live at my parents house, with my family until something presents itself. It is not horrible, but it is a far cry from having a place of my own that is for sure especially when Al’s school is two and a half hours away. That is like living in Ft. worth and going to ACU.

Ok. I will pretend that we had our own place and my entry level pay was not making a budget impossible. Lets say like many of you things were working out pretty smoothly. What now. I have worked so long, I would say hard but lets be honest we just waited it out till it was time to get a diploma. It is not like it was a big challenge. It was like everything else just paying dues.

But now what?

What do you do after sitting at the office all day and you get home and it is dark? Watch television? I waited twenty five years to watch television. Who do you hang out with? Everyone has kids. You can only spend so much time with people with kids because their social lives have been put on hold for a long time. If you don’t do that it’s the same bar scene as before, which was not all that appealing in the first place. It is just a different age group and drinks are more expensive.

I think I have been waiting so long for something to happen now that it has I don’t know what to do?

I think I am having a third life crisis.

It Takes A Rocket Scientist.

I think I figured out why they have the handicaped tests all over the place. You know the one, where you type in "rdpeq" except it is bulry or wavey. It is because you have to be a friggin genius to use one of these blog things. Have you ever looked at one and got it wrong? I am pretty sure there have been i few times i have asked what if i don't knwo? What happens then? Are hadicaped people not allowed to blog? Will I need a special license for that? Whoever created this knew they were creating a publishing media for the patient. I think eventualy i will want to learn how to post a picture and i will click on "submitt" or "save" and it will ask me to hop on one leg. I will hop which will work, and I will know that I don't have what it takes to be a bloger, or at least on with a face.

Cross your fingers.

If this actualy worked on the first try, I am a genious. I truely don't expect too many people to reed this, howeverit comes with a disclaimer... i can't spell worth a flip, and the ACU ACAD program is a sham.