Everything, everywhere, has a boundary. No matter what anyone says, or claims, its there. I'm reaching a lot of those over the last few days/weeks. I'm just so tired. And now, I'm finally ready to play that game that others want to bandy about.
So ok, bring it. I know you have the upper hand. I did what needed to be done (again) to make sure everything is ok for a while, so its easy for you to say 'game on'. But you dont realize, this isnt a one day game, do you? That's fine. I know we doing this while you're on vacation as well. That's fine too. I never thought I would reach the point that this all, would reach this point. But again, that's fine. I really dont want to fight, or argue, but if this is the game YOU chose to play, well guess its only polite of me to play it.
I think my upper hand, is actually knowing what you go through everyday. I understand how much effort it takes to look after the little man. And through that I try to support you. So yes, I may not be as involved with the hands on of him, but you dont have to worry about a lot of the things that actually havent changed in life, that all still carry on around him.
Its ok. I know I got fresh stuff for him today and prepared it, along with supper and shopping and his normal routine of everything else. I know I sorted out other things today which will last a good few days. So I also know, you'll win the next few days......But.......I'm willing to live with that. I am an asshole. I get it. I own it, its mine and who I am. So enjoy the next few days, laud it over me. The one thing I am sure of, is that it will only last a few days, and then, well then the real game begins. Im more than happy to run around after this little man, so yes sure Ill do it. Its only in the next few days, when what I did today starts running out, that fine lines will become real lines.
Maybe its my disclaimer. Ok yes it is. Shit, maybe its not even a disclaimer. The lunch I bought for tomorrow, well, maybe I need lunch as well. The food I cooked for tonight, well fuck that shit. It can stay out after all. I actually, dont give a shit. I do when it comes to his stuff however. The rest? Fuck It.
FUCK
IT
