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On the topic of aging, aging relatives, and younger Gens expecting to inherit.

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This is way toooooo long btw.  I'll start with my appologies.

DW was late getting home last night.  Not unusual. It is tax season and she works batshit crazy hours from Mid Jan through Mid Apr.

Anyway, she texts last night about an hour later than she usually calls on her way home from the office.  She was sitting in the garage on the phone with her aunt.  I did not hear the garage door open since we are in a cold snap and the heat is cycling on and off periodically.

I've been following Billie Tarascio for several months. She is a divorce attorney, a divorced mom, and an SM..

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She has a couple of social media platforms.  I received this e-m today.  We, DW and I, came up with the tacics we used to confront and mitigate the toxic spermclan.  What we evolved to with the SpermClan is not dissimilar to what Billie references in the e-m below.

O/T Happy birthday #61 to me.

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Yesterday I passed 60. I still don't feel any different than I did when I turned 18 until I look at the waist size on my 501s after the stiff and achy transition out of bed every AM. Fortunately, a warm shower akes care of that and I get back to as my bride says "being my usual 13yo PITA".  And the white bearded silver haired guy  looking back at me in the mirror can't possibly be me.

O/T - I still have issues and baggage from a 35yr ago marriage.

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We have been binge watching some very good shows. Good until likable characters cheat.  I grind my teeth, and am incensed when this happens.  I lose contact with reason and my intellect. Something I have never done on any other topic.  

My XW was a serially adulterous cheater.  Even nearly 35 years post divorce the topic is infuriating.  Cheating is obviously my lingering baggage and major trigger.  I have zero tolerance for it to the point that it drives a visceral revulsion at the core of my being for the slime that does it. Even when it is fiction.

O/T. Going rogue. Or going Rags as the case may be.

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So,  DW just got off a half an hour call with my MIL. New furniture for MIL came up.  I have been planning on MIL new LR furniture for some time.  No one will actually just do the things they talk about doing for MIL because "she might not like it".  I am getting to the end of my rope with everyone's walking on egg shells with MIL.  

So, I shopped for and found some very nice stylish high quality furniture that is on clearance at a place near MIL's and reserved it for delivery.  I went with dark blue since cleanliness is a challenge for MIL's home.

When your kid forbids you from living in your hometown.

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We had a nice telephone visit/catch-up with the SKid a few days ago.  We covered a ton of topics in a casual banter filled conversation of nearly 2hrs.

We talked about just about everything.  One thing that he touched on briefly was that he did not want his mom and me to ever move to SpermLand and if something happened to me he would not let his mom go back even to live near her own family.  This was his position entirely and not at my behest.  Though I completely agree with him.

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