Thursday, December 27, 2007
Blah Day
This year’s holiday gatherings were relatively uneventful though I was less anxious than usual. All this "family-stuff" completely drains me though. I have a lot on my mind and I often grow uneasy when the conversation pauses.
I spent more time than usual purchasing gifts that would most surprise D and as a result she was quite delighted Christmas morning. Most of our purchases for the kids were utilitarian in nature and not particularly rewarding for the giver or giftee. Don't get me wrong, Christmas morning was thoroughly enjoyable with a few pleasant surprises. But it lacked that one "special" gift that one so enjoys giving.
Friday, December 21, 2007
Have a Cause
There is a gentleman that comes into the coffee shop most days and occupies the best seat available. I believe he is waiting for the bus. But, he does not purchase anything. This should not bother me. It is not my problem. But it irritates me. I have more than enough problems to worry about. I have to let some things go.
An older gentleman shuffled into the coffee shop today pushing a wheeled-walker. He purchased a coffee and sat down in the chair next to me. He asked me “Do you live in the area?” “No” I replied “I live about 15 miles away”. We talked for a few minutes about the weather and how his senior citizens apartment building was becoming a haven for unwed mothers and drug dealers. He told me about his experience as a Marine in World War II. I am always amazed at the sacrifices my Grandfathers generation made so that I could sit in my coffee shop drinking Latte’s comfortable in the freedoms we all take for granted.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Slow But Steady
Last night we had a holiday party at drill which I enjoyed immensely. I have resolved most of my issues with the CO and my Adjutant and have resumed my responsibilities as XO. I have decided to stay with the program and will no longer threaten to leave unless something completely unacceptable occurs and I see no alternative to resigning.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
A Little Progress
I actually feel some sense of relief in creating a list of all the things that are stressing me out. On my way home, I thought about that list, especially the "too much TV" item. Yesterday night I picked up a couple of Christmas gifts and did some plowing around my house before heading to Clickerville. Additionally, I spoke to my brother and now have his cell number. I also made some headway in resolving some of the issues relative to the youth group. I am pleased that I made a minor dent in my todo list. Not bad for a day that started with debilitating back pain.
This morning J asked me "Dad, did you bill the client for the job we did recently?" I replied "Yes I did.” I went on to ask him "Have you thought about putting some of that money towards what you owe us?" "No I have not" he answered. "How much do you want?" he asked. I replied "I want you to tell me what is fair." I think he should give us all the money as the debt is due to his use of the credit card he took from us. However, I don't want him to feel like he is working for nothing, so fifty percent is reasonable in my opinion.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Update
Hangin in There
Following is a list of items at the root of my anxiety that I need to address:
Rebuild relationship with oldest son J
Learn song to give D for Christmas
Check in on brother S
Gift pack for nephew in Iraq
Stop wasting time on TV
Put money on S's phone card
Resolve youth group issues or move on
Find $7,500 to pay lawyer
Read more
Write more
Play guitar more
Christmas shopping
Refinance house
Unpaid taxes
Finish stairs
Rebuild jeep top
The most effective thing that I can do is to reduce or eliminate time in front of the TV. I shall make this one of my highest priorities.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Working Weekends
Yesterday I finished up a project which included installing a 1/2 mile wireless connection. Thursday I was up on a ladder in a snow storm mounting the wireless transceivers which was no fun and a little risky. Luckily when we powered everything up it worked perfectly.
This morning I am enjoying my comfy chair at my favorite coffee shop. However, my visit will be short lived as I have to get to work
Thursday, December 13, 2007
New Coffee Shop
Today I have a service call some distance from where I generally work, so I am sitting in a quaint little, non-chain coffee shop on an active main street. The atmosphere is quieter then my usual purveyor with only the muted sound of a small TV reporting the day's news. There are eight or nine people, most appearing to be retired, seated in chairs drinking coffee; many eating muffins or bagels. The latte’s have a very strong coffee flavor and are served at a higher temperature than my regular establishment. Most people seem to know one another and they often exchange greetings and or an occasional barb or two. Some discuss the impending snow storm and the notorious inaccuracy of New England forecasters. I hope it is not extremely cold tonight as I still have no hardtop on the jeep I plow with.
Last night we had drill and I sat down with the CO in attempt to resolve our issues. Unfortunately the meeting did not go well and I think we are heading for divorce.
Now I may need to find another interest B and I can pursue together. He and I will both pick three options to consider. I will likely choose Tae Kwon Do, filmmaking and writing. I look forward to seeing B's choices. I am also considering starting a new unit without the CO but I would be surprised if I went in that direction.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Latte is Better Then Coffee
In my last post I revealed my intention to resign from the youth group after I took the kids to last weekend's training. However, the CO has indicated his willingness to compromise on some issues and he sincerely expressed his desire for me to stay. After considerable thought and lengthy discussions with my son we have decided to stay with the unit for the time being.
The weekend was great and B performed well. During the training B committed one minor offense with some other cadets but when asked to take responsibility for his actions he was the only one out of three to raise his hand. I am very proud of my boy and I am lucky to be his Dad.
My brother called me Friday after disappearing for a week or so following his eviction by his roommates. I put him up in a motel and notified his friends of his whereabouts. Last night I should have gone to visit him but I was stuck in Clickerville. Today I feel badly about my selfishness and hope to do better.
J was working on an old snowmobile last night trying to get it started. I recognized the opportunity to spend some time with him helping to troubleshoot the old sled but chose to cling selfishly to my isolation instead. Is there someplace where one can purchase selflessness? I so want to break from my lazy routine but I often just don’t have the energy or desire. I expect more of myself and will redouble my efforts to put others ahead of myself. It is so easy to blame my complacency on my depression but I must live the life that will make me proud when I look back upon it. Every day that I ignore J I distance myself from him and increase the possibility that he will succumb to the influence of drugs or other risky behavior.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Hitting a Low
So today I am blue. Not even my morning coffee shop routine brings me much pleasure. I feel like my best friend has died. I feel betrayed by the CO and now feel the spite and vindictiveness that he’s unleashed upon other people. I will likely take the kids to training in RI this weekend but sadly, that will be my last time with the kids.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
A Beautiful Day
This morning as I was driving into town, I considered what I was going to write in my blog. I have always written my entries in an ad hoc fashion never selecting the subject(s) in advance. I was slightly taken aback at this realization and uncertain as to whether I should maintain the impromptu nature of my writing or spend some time considering various subjects for my postings. I believe there is value in writing "in the moment" but I don't think that some pre-writing deliberation would necessarily influence the end result in a negative way.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Doing the Right Thing
One particular adornment was an angel J made in pre-school created from a floury paste that became hard and somewhat brittle when dry. A day or so after J made the ornament, D called me in tears saying "I can't find J's angel". I thought to myself" J has an angel?" D brought me back to reality asking if I had seen it. I then realized that she was talking about the homemade angel J had created. “No” I replied. “I have not seen it”. Later that day D somehow realized that she had inadvertently placed the gold specked, white angel in the mailbox. The mailman, thinking it was a gift for him, took it. Later, D somehow realized her mistake and contacted the post office. When I arrived at home, she was standing in the door sobbing and clutching the remains of J's little angel. Its little arms were completely broken off and it was split in half right down the middle. I hugged her and confidently said “we can fix it” though I had my doubts. Using cardboard backing, glue and a lot of patience, I painstakingly reconstructed the little angel back to a semblance of its former self. Last night, we hung it on the tree for the 14th year; D and I, alone with only the brightly lit tree and the dog snoozing contentedly at our feet.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Snow is Better Then Rain
I now face one of the most difficult decisions of my life. I have reached a point with the CO where I get very upset with him over very minor issues. I think that the anger and resentment I feel towards him has grown to a point where I have become very bitter. I don't want to leave the unit as I love working with the kids. However, I must find a way to resolve my issues with the CO or move on. I am unsure as to how I should proceed and for now I have pulled back from the unit while I consider my options. I have started to assemble a list of pros and cons designed to help aid my decision process.