I Don’t Get Paid Enough For This Shit!

I love my son – really I do. I feel like I needed to say that, as much of the content on my Facebook page,¬†and some of the stories I’ve told here might suggest otherwise. Being a parent has it’s cool moments (or so I’m told), but it also can easily rival the worst jobs I’ve ever had. Ok, not all of it, but right now driving my kid around has become the bane of my existence. Not only does he complain the whole time until he gets to listen to the music only he wants to listen to, but he’s become the mother of all backseat drivers – constantly questioning where we’re going, what direction I’m going, and why I ran the yellow light. Come to think of it, he’s become his mother.

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How to Tell Someone You Don’t Love Them Anymore

The Wife and I have been together for just under a decade. We are your quintessential roller coaster couple, in that we’ve had a ton up highs and lows. But through it all we’ve always come back to one another, and our love has always stayed strong. That is until recently….

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