I refuse to feel sorry for myself. After all, that’s how I got here. It’s a very slippery slope between being honest with yourself, and being maudlin.
I’m 39 years old and pretty much every facet of my life is in shambles.
Health, relationships, money (especially money) you name it and I’m upside-down in relation to where a normal “grown up” should be.
The title of this blog is not self aggrandizing. I’m a relatively intelligent, educated person, and my wife is pursuing a Masters degree in education. But the title isn’t about us. It’s about the life we lead and the choices we make. The way we “live like this” is completely at odds with what an average person would find acceptable.
What I hope to do is use this blog as a tool to keep me honest, to provide some sort of external accountability, as if internal accountability weren’t enough. I’ll be focusing on a few things.
Health: I’m fat. There’s no getting around it. When I graduated from High School in 1987 I was ultra skinny, 6 feet tall and 135lbs. Today, 21 years later I’m 325lbs. Yes, really.
Relationships: My wife and I have been married for 15 years. The stress of the failings in the rest of our life have put a great deal of strain between us. My three otherwise wonderful kids have to deal with parents who are quick to yell, often overstressed, and who have zero tolerance.
Organization and Clutter: Our house is a mess. It’s a house, not a home. We have no organization whether that’s storing documents, organizing the laundry, or putting away toys.
Financial: This, for me at least, is the big one. I believe that all of the rest of our problems come from the stress and pain of dealing with crushing debt, unrealistic cash flow, and a complete lack of financial accountability.
I’ve tried, and failed, to blog in the past, because it feels self indulgent. I often wonder why I write if nobody reads. Now I’m going to write for me. If anyone wants to come along for the ride, so much the better.
If you choose to join in the fun, I promise you a frank, no holds barred discussion of how deep the hole we’ve dug goes, and what we’re doing to fix it. Buckle up.
