We all do it. We come to a place in life where we are self sufficient but still in a strange way dependant on other people.

We depend on others for love, companionship, support, friendship, etc. You begin to have expectations of the people around you and normally its an unspoken agreement to act honorably, with friends as well as family this is the expectation….honor.

It doesn’t seem to be too much to ask in my opinion but evidently it is asking a lot, proof is the divorce rate, the rate at which people stop talking to friends, the point where a family breaks..

Relationships break when someone doesn’t act honorably and if you have ever experienced it, its devastating. Its hard to do so but when you separate yourself from the situation and look at it by comparison to the rest of the worlds’ behavior, is it really that bad?

Is this the evolution of relationships? Mistrust and every man for himself? I question the formalities of the generations before us. In these times is it necessary to invest all of yourself in a relationship?

Living. Working. Living. Working. I’m getting a little bored with being a grown up. With doing the right thing. Kinda bored with being nice too. Don’t you ever just want to yell at that jerk that shows up to work late all the time and ask him what the hell makes him so special? Why does he think he gets to work less?

Don’t you want to call in to work sometimes and refuse to acknowledge that there is anything in the world you need to do other than watching your favorite show on the DVR all day? Let the world go on without you for a day? Don’t you want to tell the jerk at the store with the screaming kid that civilized people leave the screaming kid at home or take them outside when they start screaming?

In a few weeks we’re driving to Kansas for a wedding, the timing was good and Priceline is awesome when you do you research (seriously – do your research). Something different will finally be happening on the weekend. It’ll be a long ride in the car but it will be something different, a change of scenery, a look at different (southern) parts of the country, however short it will be nice.

I have an impatient travel bug with an empty wallet. It’s a damned sentence.

We’re in that class where you work your ass off, pay your bills and find that there’s nothing left. For anything. No savings to speak of, bad credit history from when the economy hit the skids and gas cost us more than our mortgage because the only house we could afford was 50 miles from our jobs. And a mistrust of credit cards, enough that we don’t mess with them.

The bane of my existence currently? My apartment. They don’t tell you when you lease here that if you’d like to park anywhere near your apartment, investing in a parking spot is a wise decision. Let’s forget I live on the third floor. My rent is ridiculous for the quality and they nickel and dime you to death. Our lease will be up at the end of the summer and I told hubby to buy another gun because we’re getting a cheaper place.

I’m being completely facetious. We live in a suburb of Fort Worth (near DFW Int’l Airport) where if the kids are tardy four times in a semester the parents get a ticket. The cops are bored, nothing happens here. We’re safe, not to mention everything we have is just stuff….that’s covered by insurance. I’ll sacrifice the rent and some crap in the apartment to fill space to have more time for road trips and the fun things that weekends were designed for…screw buying a house, why care about that anymore, the kids will grow up and then what will you have? A liability. It’s just another roof people, it doesn’t mean anything.

Don’t you agree? Isn’t being a grown up overrated? I didn’t know that it would be this boring. We get so caught up in the daily routine that our sense of adventure gets swallowed. Don’t you think it’s time to blow the dust of and do something? What have you been itching to do lately?