Advice Needed
I’m not griping, but yesterday I left the office after 7, ran to the grocery store to get something for my dear wife, and made it home at around 7:40. After I changed clothes, etc., I think I saw my kids for about 5 minutes before they went to bed (except for Griff - he being the youngest, gets special treatment for some reason, and he got to stay up with me for 30 minutes - which was awesome!). Now, I’m a pretty good dad, if I do say so myself. I’m not good at “quantity” during the week, but I like to think I’m good at “quality.” But yesterday stunk. I tell myself (and others) “it will still be there tomorrow.” I try to encourage others to go home to their families, etc., but I don’t generally practice what I preach unless my wife threatens me. I’m not even sure why I’m typing all this stuff right now. I don’t think I really want any advice because I don’t think I’ll change any time soon. Perhaps I’m blogging because I’m delirious considering I’ve been awake since around 2am.
I just hope that my kids don’t feel like I’m the absentee father. We have some really good times together, and I think we have created some really good childhood memories. I just remember that when I was growing up my family always ate dinner together, and that happens infrequently at my house now. I wonder how that will effect my kids. Feel free to pontificate.
On another note, the reason I stayed late yesterday is because I’m working on acquiring something highly beneficial to the future of the county. Cross your fingers.
