At first she was going to start living with her parents. She’d just come back to pack up.
Then she decided to just stay there on weekends. The boys didn’t want to change schools.
She ended up not going at all this last weekend.
I took my older son to see The Last Jedi. My younger son was afraid it would be scary.
I don’t know the future.
I’m glad I spent time with my boys.
I know they’ll to be okay.
So will I.
And now back to our regularly scheduled programming.
Do you ever feel like you want to go home… while you’re at home?
I feel that way all the time.
When I’m spending time with my boys I feel at home. If they’re not fighting.
Home isn’t really a place. It’s a feeling.
I miss it.
My wife told me she wants a divorce. Six months ago.
She hasn’t filed yet. I’m sure she’s going to.
I lost my job at the end of the year.
Tensions are high at home.
Up to this point I’ve decided to stay. I want to be with my boys as much as possible.
Sometimes things are okay at home.
Sometimes they’re unbearable.
I don’t want to do something I’ll regret.
I don’t want my boys to feel abandoned.
I don’t know how much longer I can handle the tension, though.
I buy old toys on eBay.
Toys I had as a kid.
Toys I wished I’d had.
I buy myself new toys, too. Hot Wheels. Funko Pop! figures.
I like cartoons. Teen Titans Go! Powerpuff Girls. Phineas and Ferb.
I like little kids’ shows. Mister Rogers. Thomas the Tank Engine.
My older son LOVED Thomas.
My younger son didn’t like Thomas as much. I was a little disappointed.
I’m not very mature.