Tag: 80/20

  • Day Ninety, March 30th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello

    I’d like to take a moment to apologize.

    I impatiently took to writing, posting and continued without giving much a thought, I didn’t think to look back at the site, to change the few pages on there, to categorize the lot of what’s been produced as of now. I wanted to write, to talk, to communicate with something, or someone.

    I was talking with my good friend John today while we went over the memoirs, life, more editing, more memoir plans, and conversation of life and life. He’s acquired a nickname, it’s LF and stands for Lucky F*****. We joke about it while driving for breakfast and looking for a parking spot, he asks how life is, how I’m hiding my time, what’s keeping me busy, am I applying anywhere, any luck with the law firm situation? And I find myself lamenting silently while I choke on the questions and the scalding coffee I forgot to let cool. Though I am moved by his concern and troubled too, not because I don’t appreciate it, but because I don’t have these conversations with anyone anymore. What I want to do is ramble but try to think methodically, conscientiously, and am thorough with what I state.

    I let him in on some truth, some inklings to life here, but try not to give him much, why though? I have a gentleman wanting to converse, bring inquiries, and showing concern, but I’m also wanting to pull myself out of the house to breathe if just for a moment. And to a specific reader, this means nothing but exactly that. I do still work with John, I try to maintain that work and not enjoy the effortlessness that is available if I choose to because I also want to be back home in a bit. But again this is a friend, one of one, and I keep simple. And try to turn the conversation back to the memoirs. But I need to remember to address the questions through the few hours we’ll spend together, through the organization and outline mitigation we tend to do each month to keep on track. 89 pages down now, 132 left to edit and likely another 200 plus left depending on the motivation John has in what to share.

    But like I’ve said the 80/20. I’m a work-from-home, stay-at-home dad, I rarely talk to my brothers and the one I do tend to talk to hasn’t been around for a while. And that 80/20 is associated with my wife and I have to be conscious of that and what that entails so, John and I talk, I tell him how the MS is going, how school is, when the Masters will start, my hopes, worries, and how the screaming from my son this morning is still rattling in my head.

    It’s like talking to a dad and I’m comforted by the ease of it and the familiarity with him, we make a good team and the last year and three months has been a blessing.

    Anyhow I apologize for the lack of effort for the site and will make sure I make some much needed changes the next couple weeks, by all means please do comment, like, share, and follow readers.

    Signing out.

    C’est la vie

    Goodnight and Good morning, Good morning and good night readers may you have a beautiful day to come.

    Nosce Te Ipsum

  • Day Eighty-Seven, March 27th, 2024

    Hi-ho and hello.

    That 80/20 I brought up yesterday, still trying to figure that out was the 80 for being together 20 leave me alone, or vice versa. Pretty sure it’s the vice versa pretty much sure she wants to be left alone 80% of the time and will only be wanting me the around her 20% of time

    Who knows, recently I found a couple articles about the stay-at-home problems I can come to light, and though I feel that I’m genuinely part of the family and a part of her life it does make me nervous because my everything is invested into taking care of my son and being there, as well as attentive for both my wife and my boy to the point where I will make sure that I’m present I won’t have a phone on me, I will simply be patiently waiting there so waiting to be needed or, help her, cleaning up a mess or, life.

    The biggest thing is one: I’m not single, two I’m nearly done with school and wanting to head on after for my masters in teaching, and three: I’ve got the memoirs and this small blog sites going for me as well, however I do need to acknowledge that WordPress site really needs some more updates and really getting into it where you can actually tell I gave the time and picked up the knowledge to do WordPress and site page appropriately and correctly so you can communicate, you can ask questions and I can maintain. I guess that’s what I’m going for right?

    Back to the 80/20, now if we’re talking 80/20 in matters of beef, I’d say “can I have the 93/7”, trust me, less crud, less issues to deal with down the road after the beef’s been cooked. But then that makes me think, really, is she asking 80% of the time she’s wanting not anything to do with me, genuinely and honestly to be kind of blipped out of the picture and then 20% of the time there for to call me. Or am I being absurd, selfish, stingy with time? Probably. I guess it just gives me more time to focus on the backyard, the office, art, and this.How can you balance that? More so, how do you balance that and maintain a healthy and well managed marriage/relationship?

    So many questions, too little time…

    C’est la vie

    Good night and good morning, good morning and good night wonderful readers, may your day be gentle your night adorned with grace.

    Nosce Te Ipsum

  • Day Eighty-Six, March 26th, 2024

    Hello and hi-ho.

    For any of you who are married or have been involved with your partner for over five years plus, I bring a question. How much time is to be allotted for the couple?

    My biggest reason for this being dropped a tad later than I had wanted was due to a discussion that was had on the Tuesday, the 26th, about 80/20 time.

    I was perplexed, and honest, I find myself confused still, and at a divided path for thought when thinking about not just myself, because, well, I can’t, I’m married and it’s not just me in the mix with life and the pursuit. But then comes a loaded question atop the previous; how much time is a partner supposed to keep available for one another?

    My answer received yesterday was 80/20, the conversation went like this: “Could I help with anything, d’ya need anything from the kitchen before I leave the room?”

    “I didn’t say I needed anything, god stop bugging me.”

    “I was just asking.”

    “You asked and I answered, I guess my answer just wasn’t what you wanted.”

    *scoff* “sorry, I wasn’t meaning to annoy, just thought you’d appreciated it if I had asked.”

    “You did and I answered, just stop, you’re bugging me.”

    I became more than rife with fretting and a concern that has been lingering here for a minute as I see the minute inquiries, and small concerns issued are seeming to push and push with little or no friction previously. So I ask this:

    How is this going to work then Love? I want to be here for you helping, not trying to bug, but I want to get a good idea how that looks, one day you want me on you, the next you want me further than a ten-foot post can reach. What is it?

    “80/20.” she smiles thinking it’s nonchalant, maybe it is. Maybe it means nothing. Personally I’m troubled, it’s spring break, and I thought…I thought the week would be panning out differently, thought there’d be moments of us working together, working to be together but no, silence and shushing because I talk too much, ask too many questions and bother enough that the answer is 80/20.

    Perplexed and exhausted. I’m going to go do some research about revitalizing and communication to see what steps to take to try to figure out what the f*** to do. The 80/20 crap has me feeling anxious and lost with what we are, especially now.

    C’est la vie

    Goodnight and Good morning, good morning and good night you beautiful souls, thank you for reading, we’ll talk soon.

    Nosce Te Ipsum