Glacier National Park, Montana. Flathead Lake. I’ve heard of these places. This week I was dreading having to work at sites in this area. However, everything I’ve heard is true. This area is one of the most beautiful places I’ve ever seen. I’m glad I got to see it.
Shot from Sunday’s walk with my mountaineering group. Best hike yet!
My insufferable co-worker was in a neighboring state yesterday and called me yesterday to unload his troubles, as he often does. I realized in our conversation that I will be in the same town as he is today, and I’ll have to spend the night. Even though my insufferable co-worker was asked by my manager to curb expenses and limit his trip to one night, he is opting to make it a two-night trip. He now has a party-buddy to get shitfaced with (me). You see, his wife does not allow drinking, but when he’s on the road? Who’ll know? I know he hasn’t had a drink for months, so he’s probably ready to tie one on.
I’ve seen this guy’s behavior under the influence. I’ve really never known him to go out drinking without getting into some type of trouble. So how will I manage this situation? I’m leaving very early this morning to get there and get most of my work done before he shows up. After work, I’ll have to go to dinner with him. I’ll tell him that I’m back with my wife and can’t be out all night partying. He’ll act indignant, but I’ll be firm, finish my dinner and head to my room. He will probably be drinking and possibly get into trouble. How I have avoided this scene for the last seven years is unexplainable. I guess there’s always been other drinkers around to help out.
I have been incredibly lucky during my career and mostly worked with professional people. This is not one of those periods in my life. As my company continues to downsize and some of the best workers disappear, it seems that I will be left to work with some really difficult people.
I thought I would share this entertaining tidbit, as we all have to deal with this type of drama from time to time. It’s what makes life interesting, isn’t it?
My STBX is no longer my STBX. She is my wife again. Without getting into all the details, we have reconciled are living together again. We have committed to stop the divorce and save our marriage.
Tonight is the first night that we are just sitting here. I’m up in her old perch, she’s on her laptop downstairs. It’s strange writing this and not sharing the post with her. But she knows my life changed drastically in the four months she was gone.
She seems to be totally dedicated to saving our marriage. I guess I am too, but after a four-month separation, I still have some doubts. I think that’s understandable. But I’m going to give it my best, just like I always have.
It’s strange to be blogging about this. It never would have crossed my mind before the separation. But I felt like I should let my online friends know why I suddenly stopped writing.
My next task is to stop the divorce proceedings. I’m going to do it. I’m hoping for the best. We’ve been together 25 years and had a great life together. Hopefully we can rebuild it.
Yes, Facebook is evil. But I have a GPS app that posts info about my hikes automatically to Facebook. So even I created a Facebook page I shared with nobody except my two daughters.
Yesterday I hiked 6.23 miles on property around my house, scouting a route for the hike I lead on May 25th. Lot’s of elevation gains, it will be a tough one for my senior walking friends.
My daughter in Japan liked this. This is the extent of my Facebook life.
Taking a couple of guests out with my walking group today (as opposed to my hiking group).
My 19 year-old daughter finally agreed to go. This will be great because she needs physical activity in her life, plus it’s time spent with Dad and his friends. She met a lot of these people at the yearly banquet and got on well with everyone.
I’m also bringing someone from work who needs to get out more. She’s a good friend that everyone in the office just loves. It’s funny how sometimes the nicest people don’t step out of their comfort zone to meet people. I’m proud of her for agreeing.
My 22-year old daughter is in Japan, but we talk almost every day on Skype or Voxer. Yesterday she shared some interesting thoughts with me.
She told me that everyone is surprised that I’m doing so well and I’m keeping very busy. She also said that some were worried about how I would hold up during this divorce. Both of my daughers, my STBX and my friends have seen me only as a family man who had no interest in people outside the unit. This is actually kind of true.
She told me that the old song “Who Can It Be Now?” by Men At Work has always reminded her and my other daughter of me:
Who can it be knocking at my door?
Go away, don’t come ‘round here no more
Can’t you see that it’s late at night?
I’m very tired and I’m not feeling right
All I wish is to be alone
Stay away, don’t you invade my home
Best off if you hang outside
Don’t come in, I’ll only run and hide
Who can it be now?
I this really amusing. She said that people are getting to know the “real you”, who I was before I met my STBX 25 years ago. I thought it was incredible that she sees it this way. I was 33 years old when STBX and I met. I had been living a fairly good life up too then. Even our first year of marriage was a partying adventure. But the day I held my daughter in my arms for the first time, my life was changed permanently.
There aren’t many people in this world who really know me at all. This divorce has been hard as hell, but it’s not like I was totally unequipped to step into the social realm again. That part was easy. I just never had an interest as I raised my daughters. My STBX should have known this, I think she just forgot who I am. I find it odd to see her struggling more than me, she is such a charmer. That bothers me.
I used to refuse any invitation that might interfere with time spent with my kids. Being a father was the most amazing experience of my life. And the fun never stopped, my kids became my new mates of misadventure. There’s nobody I’d rather spend time with, even today.
But now they’re off doing their own thing. So now, I try not refuse any invitation (within reason). I’m just back to who I was 25 years ago. Apparently, my girls are unfamiliar with this new guy. I think it’s kind of funny..
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This is what my dad did for a living. I inherited his need to climb on things, but not the love of heights.
He is retired now, but still does all kinds is crazy crap like this.
I’m glad he’s survived all his adventures! Your dad sounds like an awesome guy.
Ok, I’ll try to think of 5:
1. I love to have fun. Life is not worth living if you aren’t having some fun.
2. I’m an adventurer. Adventures are fun!
3. I don’t care much about money. I think that money has a way of finding you if you’re not trying to find it. As childlike as that may sound, it seems to work for me.
4. I’m childlike. Some people probably hate that about me. But some don’t.
5. I’m pretty forgiving. Everybody screws up, especially me.