I am one to complain about something, and then have an epiphany regarding that same thing's perks or benefits. As soon as something takes a 360 degree turn, I find the not-so-awful aspects of that predicament. I can skip from mood to mood like a stone skips across a lake. Suddenly,things weren't so bad, or could have been worse at the moment. Even getting up at 5am, or being underpaid, or having a Friday night with no plans, or parents who are "over-involved" can have attractive qualities when they are no where in sight. My true weakness shines through when I have to take charge of something; I've sadly always had someone to do it for me.
I have quickly realized what a baby I am What do you do when someone is trying to screw you over? You tell Dad. What do you do when you can't find a good deal on a cellphone? You tell Dad. What do you do when you need a table and chairs? You tell Dad. What about when you're drain is clogged? Or your bathroom needs re caulking? Normally, you would tell Dad; or you do it yourself and slice three fingers open because he's on the other side of the world. My philosophy through life has long been "Daddy will fix it." I've been rather spoiled with parents who can not only come up with good ways to solve things, but are willing to go out of their way to do it. Of course, I'd like to think that I'm becoming stronger and more independent without them, but its rather terrifying to be honest. It is what it is right now. I'm sure I'll fail many times, and I guess that's okay, but I'm not sure I'll ever get out of that habit of leaning on my parents, especially when I return home. Maybe deep down my father appreciates it.
So Mr. Pacer of the Carpet-Let's Make This Perfect-Throw My Back Out-Open My Wallet-Wave My Finger in Your Face-Guy", this Bud's for you.
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