Tuesday, April 2, 2019

Mid day pick me ups

I just thought I would take a second to record how grateful I am that my wife loves me and keeps connected while we are apart. Lately she has started sending me little clips from instagram and pinterest while I am at my very emotionally tumultuous job.

The pictures and videos seem curated to remind me that there is good happening somewhere in the world while I am trying to keep afloat in a storm of opinionated, bossy men at work

In this video, a turtle pats another turtle's face. When I googled this it turns out to be the way these particular turtles flirt with each other. Then I imagine flirting with Satu like that.
She definitely would not be receptive to that kind of two handed face touching. I imagine her scrunched up nose being sucked back into her shell,
Satu likes pats, but she likes them the way she likes them. Usually the best thing to do when I want to give her attention is to rub her feet. She doesn't know the inside of her foot from the outside and won't get it right no matter how many times I correct her, but I know which side always needs attention.

Lately I've been entertaining this fantasy of squirreling away as much money as I can, selling the house and just moving to a very affordable little town with Satu. Somewhere where I don't have to have a high paying job or be stressed by work at all. Maybe I could do inspection somewhere just to keep bills paid and the insurance current. We could build a forge in the back yard and Satu could make art and I could make some other things like inventions and blobs of accidental metal. Maybe we could live close enough to my sister to help with Sam.

Maybe we could have two days off together every week someday.

I actually do like to work and I like to work hard, but whenever I feel stressed and like I am failing I just imagine this nice little house on a hill grassy hill somewhere. It's spring time and I miss the sound of bugs and wildlife. It seems calmer to move toward that kind of life eventually.

There is a difference between jobs that I can do and jobs that I am happy doing. As it turns out, I would kind of like to just do regular old hard work sometimes without being the boss or having a boss. I want to live near bugs and have a king bed some day.

I don't want to know about people who get shot in the world for no reason or read the racist comments that heartless assholes write about innocent victims of violent crime.

I don't want to know any bad people who can't connect or care about others.

I want to ignore the circle of life. It is the only time I wish that people weren't as smart as we are. How much less stressed would we be if we didn't know about death.

I feel like I could hole up in a little country house with Satu and never turn on the news and never have to face the real world again. I like my bubble where my sweet wife could just laugh with me and pat my face with both of her hands. Then we could sun ourselves on a rock and maybe chase some fish around the pond.

What do you say girl, lets live a simpler life some day.


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