A lot of people have overlooked great things because they were waiting for something better to come along.
How dare you know my life better than I
I dare all!
Hi Daryl
That’s a terrible ‘dad joke.’ Surely you can’t be serious.
Terrible means great in the land of the dad.
Edit: and don’t call me Shirley how did I miss the reference 🤦♂️
This is why we can’t have nice things.
Some of my (our) favourite moments are the times we’re the most lost.
Unplanned.
My ancestors had a phrase that has become the popularized saying “today is a good day to die”
Hokahey
Crazyhorse being the badass he was, would yell it when charging into battle.
It’s not really meant as “time to die” but more of I am ready! I am brave. I am strong. I love my family and they love me. If today is the day, so be it. I am ready for judgement!
This dad is practicing what it means.
That’s awesome. Sounds like your lineage is Klingon.
The Lakota were the badasses that forced the US Army to surrender. The Dakota areas would be a much different place if they had the numbers to stop people from using the Oregon Trail.
So the Klingons using that phrase has always been a lovely thing
if they had the numbers to stop people from using the Oregon Trail.
They should’ve tried more dysentery. Worked on me.
Also, small rivers that need fording.
I do this with my daughter while waiting for her therapy appointment. We sit in the park across the street and eat a happy meal while chatting. I don’t know if it’s the therapy or the time together but she’s so much more balanced since we started this I’m good paying for the therapy even if it’s our conversations that are making that difference.
It’s one of the highlights of my week, and I’m about to leave the office to go grab her for it.
I’m pretty sure both are helping. Good on you. Keep it up.
Well done, OP, for realizing it in the moment!
It’s actually pretty easy. Look around you and be grateful for what you have and stop thinking about all the things you don’t have.
If you’re waking up on a rainy Monday and not hating your life, you’re doing pretty well.
That’s what I do, look out the window through the rain to watch my brand new Brabus G-Wagon
And if you work hard, someday you’ll be able to afford a really nice car.
Let me guess, you’re thinking about a big bad truck.
wooosh
Yeah you were
How about waking up early on a rainy Monday for a conference call? But then the whole week is rescued by the coworker in India talk about the heat and lack of rain, and how late it is after the end of their workday
I love rainy Mondays
Yooo… ever since having my first child, my daughter, it feels like time is fkin flying. Every single day at work I’m thinking to myself… I want to be home with my family, I need to find a way out of wage slavery.
After my son was born I would get up in the morning, usually before he and wife were awake, go to work. When I got home from work I would be lucky to see him for an hour before my wife put him to bed. Hardly ever saw him.
Then the pandemic happened, he just turned two at the time. I was then told to work from home. It was brilliant. I got to spend so much time with my son. I still work from home now but he’s at school these days.
The pandemic was not kind to a lot of people but for me personally I have great memories because of it.
Damn, this is about the same scenario with me. But after being laid off in my last role, which was remote, I got stuck into a role where I have to be on-site. I’m still applying to remote roles, I can’t settle for on-site work especially when 90% of my work can all be done through PC/Internet access.
Similar for me. I got let go from a good job right before the pandemic. Got some unemployment, then it kept getting extended because of the pandemic.
Got to spend everyday with my boy, and used the time to start my own business and things have never been better. It starts ripping by fast, though.
I always think, there was a time when my dad lifted me up and neither of us knew it was for the last time.
Sometimes I don’t want to do kid stuff, don’t have the energy or whatever. I try to picture myself 80 years old, gone back in time for one day with my young family, always give me the energy to keep it up.
Yeah that’s exactly it. Sometimes I don’t want to do family stuff. My wife plans things like going to the beach which I really don’t like but I keep thinking about the memories both me and my son will get. My dad hardly did anything with me, I want to make sure I’m giving my son good memories.
As a childless Millennial, nothing sounds weirder to me than to hear someone speak like a Zoomer and mention having a child in the same sentence. In my eyes, y’all are still teenagers.
I’m a millennial… and I’m still young in mind. Adulting is hard.
My little one and I had a secret thrill together. He had a very early commitment on Saturday, so we’d go to Friendlys after. It was still pretty early so families would be there eating breakfast, while we were “those” people with an ice cream Sundae. All those kids would be so jealous thinking my little one got to have ice cream for breakfast, and I always got glares from exasperated parents. Little did they know we’d been up for hours, already had a good breakfast while it was still dark, and had already spent more time doing stuff together than many of them would the entire rest of the day
I spent my childhood sitting in the back of a car whilst my mum and her best mate would moan about men every night, or following them around to see if they were in the pub getting pissed so she could go and throw drinks at him.
One day we came home as we were being burgled, probably my people my step dad knew.
I would have taken ballet and ice cream, even as a dude.
Every Wednesday I take my daughter to scouts. After scouts we take an unnecessarily long way home, playing music we like at each other and chatting. It’s a highlight of my week too.
My mom and I don’t have a lot in common, and I think part of it is she sometimes worries she didn’t spend enough time with me as a kid because she worked so much. Her taking me to music lessons and then hot cocoa afterwards are some of my coziest memories with her.
I miss those days.
But children must become teenagers.
Nasty, ignorant, disrespectful teenagers.
Otherwise, we’d never let them leave and become adults.
Fun to joke about but activities with my teens are still my highlights. They don’t have to be the stereotype.
The real problem is their increasing absences, their approaching independence. It’s really frustrating fostering their independence, pulling back from taking care of them, dreading their impending “graduation” into adulthood.
On the other hand at my performance review, my manager spent most of the time encouraging to get back into dating now that kids are gradually leaving, trying to give me tips and encouragement, so I got that going for me
You’re right.
I’ve got a pretty wide spread on my kids (step & bio). One in college, 3 teens and a ten year old.
Every phase has its ups and downs. Some days I wish the teenagers wanted to involve us more, and other days I wish the ten year old would just give me some space! 😂
Not long enough.
Sigh.
I have a 4 year old son and I absolutely love taking him to have some ice cream (he loves Yogurtland). The excitement and smile on his face when he gets a treat he likes is the thing I will think about most when I’m on my death bed. It wasn’t the new car or the promotion that will cross my mind, it will be about spending time with him and doing things which make him the most happy.
Those nights are definitely a good thing!
