I’m all like, “Lemme smoke just one more bowl, and THEN I’ll go do the dishes”.
I’m 21 years old, and for the first time in about 18 years, I’m spending quality time with my dad. This will only be the 3rd time I’ve seen him since my parents split. We’ve drank, smoked weed, and gambled together, and this is only day #2. I’ve also witnessed this guy talk about fucking women, call a woman a bitch (behind her back, but still) cause she didn’t give him a smoothie or some shit some customer never picked up, encourage drug use, and talk about all the shit he’d buy only for looks if he won the lotto, instead of giving it to the three kids (two biological) and a woman he ditched out on. Like, what a selfish motherfucker? In other words, I’m glad my dad had nothing to do with my upbringing. I probably would have ended up pregnant at 14 instead of 17, and I probably would have more illegal habits. And I’d be a fucking cunt. My mom is even cooler to me now. I just wish I had better things to say about my dad.
So, I can’t post this on fb cause family will see and they can’t know yet, but our little family has a big future change ahead of us. The man is getting a new job, we’re buying a camper, and getting the hell out of dodge. The kids and I will be traveling with him on jobs while they’re still small. The main goal in this season of our life is to figure out together as a family what makes us all happy, where we all feel the most comfortable, and where we need to settle down and raise these kids. Life is always changing. I’m excited, nervous, scared, and every other emotional you can imagine.