A sincere thank you to everyone who has been giving me suggestions, well wishes, distractions, and advice on a day that I’ve stated is going poorly.  I do appreciate it all even if I can’t follow it because of details of the situation.  Basically, I’ve wandered off a few times only to be brought back or to return to an epic disaster.  It’s very much that certain people around here can’t function without my presence.

Others are simply unable to shed the age-old mentality of ‘Charles isn’t thinking and needs to be rescued by force’.  I’m not sure when this mentality appeared, but I’m guessing high school.  Though, I’ve heard rumors that it’s a mentality that appeared when I decided to major in English Writing Arts without a minor or a second major.  Not that anybody tried to bring up the idea of those other things until I was halfway through Junior year, which translated to an epic too late.  Yes, I have not made the brightest decisions in my life.  No back-up major, moving to Florida with no job prospects, spending money to become a teacher in a state that has a dying education system, and hurrying back to New York at the beginning of the recession are the big ones.

Here is where my anger and frustration erupts from.  Nobody EVER tried to stop me from doing these things.  They took an ‘I told you so’ approach after the fact.  The push to be an author, the one thing I’ve been talking about since I turned 14 is the ONLY thing that gets my family to step and stop me.  So, I do apologize if I become frustrated and negative on days where they try to lay down the law on me or cost me a day of work.  It’s harder now with my wife unemployed, my dad retired, and my son on spring break until Monday.  I have the big 2 pains and my shadow home all week.  Funniest thing here is that my shadow lets me work.  He loves sitting next to me and drawing while I write.  Sure, he occasionally tries to play with the keyboard, but it’s fun because I get that adorable baby cackling that only comes from a majorly happy child.  I take pride in the fact that my son is happy when around me even if I’m working.  I’m getting off track here, I think.

Now, I have to prep a bath for the toddler.  So again, thanks to everyone who has been giving me suggestions, likes, and well-wishes on a day that has been rather rough.  Tomorrow is the last of the ‘bad’ days, but we heard rumors of a rabbit petting zoo in the afternoon, so we’ll be taking the little guy out hunting wabbits to play with.  Hopefully, today is the worst that I have to deal with and next week I’ll be back to the dining room table with my editing.