I remember thinking how amazing it was that they could have a show to watch EVERY night of the week. Oh I would be mad, salty, grumped up, mostly for the sake of being grumped up come to think of it, yes I would get salty at these shows for no real reason. If only I knew then what I know now.
Ever since joining "big people world" I have started to come to enjoy my nightly retreat to my couch and DVR. Side note big people world means getting off work at 5 daily. By daily I mean every day until they tell you that you have to work last Saturday for 3 hours thus meaning you get off at 3, which at first sounds good because its a short day, then you remember that it's a Saturday, so the fact within itself that there is a "day" to be had means you are salty. However when asked, you dutifully reply "oh it's no big deal" because you are still the new guy and don't want to ruffle TOO MANY feathers, oh but would you look at that, a tangent has arisen.
Again, having scrolled up I see what I was talking about. Some sort of babble about watching TV. I have reached a point where 9pm might as well be considered my landing pad in my living room. Monday through Friday I have at least one show to watch, most times two. I have to fill in The Lady on what she missed on her trip the bathroom, or her to do the same with me. However I will note that she has the remarkable ability to find a way to either text, call, or use the bathroom at the best point of the whole show. Just last night we are watching a movie, and right at the climax point of the whole film, she decides to get up and finish dinner. RIGHT THEN? Babe there are 3 minutes left and you want to make gravy? Well seeing as that I'm not going to be doing it suit yourself (but this is the good part!!)
I guess my new found love for the 9pm courtroom/doctor/police/silly family/wild zany set of friends/ hour long drama/hijinks and hilarity. Has a lot to do with my understanding, and slow acceptance of the fact that I am now marching to the tune of a different drum. And that drum my friends is adulthood.
It means I get up at the same time, and do essentially the same thing every day. Evaporating are the days/years I spent getting high, and staying drunk unsure of the adventure to come to me from day to day. Gone is the skirt chasing and questions about what I'm trying to do with life and all the things I could go on to list here but frankly I've got work to get back to so just substitute some long personal story, so just sub in your own story here of stuff you used to do, and pretend you are reading it here............
Let me tell you what I do actually do now. I have all new conversations. All. New. Conversations. I talk about work now, and benefits, and how I'm not getting enough of them, I compare benefits to my friends and family to their delight or dismay, all depending on what their job is so kind to give them dictates their response. I talk about the gym, everyone around me talks about the gym. We talk about losing weight, we talk about gaining weight, muscle mass, quads, lats, cardio. We talk about the newest diet, the newest method, the oldest methods, the all bread plan, the all macaroni plan, we talk and we talk, and we talk about that gym. How we don't go enough, how we need to go more, how we just don't like it, and should we just let our membership lapse. Believe you me. I talk about the gym. I talk about equity, and owning a home, raises, making partner, getting laid off, going to grad school. I guess that the first 20 or so years of your life you talk a lot about dicking around and take joy in getting older, now I see we talk about starting the process. The process of being adult. From time to time I talk about marriage, and I talk about kids, most often not cause a lot of my boys still talk bout getting girls. I talk about the conference call at noon, then talk about who understood the new project, then I talk about doing work. I TALK a lot about doing work, as I have realized doing work is practically forbidden in the work place. So we talk about it. I talk about what's for dinner and low sodium meals, and cleaning the apartment on the weekend, and did I pay the cable bill yet?. I talk about "don't worry about it babe, those ladies in the office are just crazy."
And somewhere in between, when I'm not talking about that, when not following the script and filling in the blanks. I talk about "did you see that last night?" Because we march the beat, and I don't want to get out of step. So I watch the shows, and I talk about that.
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