September 25, 2002

Step Back for Some Havriles...

Step Back for Some Havrilesky:

Meanwhile, I feel like I've taken a leave hose of us whose lives are messily assembled, unpredictable, and only very loosely organized around meals, sleep, and the occasional paying of overdue bills. During this sadistic season of matrimony, we're regularly sent on missions across the country, landing in one locale after another, only to be given an up close and personal tour of the new and improved lives of our friends, lives which are mapped out neatly and cleanly, lives which are centered on an ever-deepening appreciation of each other, featuring not just a strong handle on the practical and the day-to-day, as evidenced by pretty houses, vibrantly painted walls, good solid furniture, clean kitchens, timely hairdos, healthy gardens, and bills that you just know get paid on time, in full, without fail, but also a firm grasp of abstract concepts, like commitment, independence, personal fulfillment, good communication, a strong link to family, etc. etc.

Posted by at September 25, 2002 12:05 AM
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I got married last year. Heather was there. Where's my goddamned house? My clean kitchen? My furniture (never mind the good and solid), my paid bills?

Damned space-alien crooks took all my stuff. I'm supposed to get this stuff! Give me my fucking stuff! (Hey Matt, where's *your* stuff?)

Posted by: Ken Layne at September 25, 2002 12:36 AM

Thanks, Matt. I thought it was just me. I don't have to go to weddings, thank heaven, but it is notable that no one else in my family is as disorganized as I. They don't have to move continents, or squeeze their lives in tiny apartments and stick 90% of their shit in storage for years on end, nor do they have to deal with deadlines and all-night work sessions. They get to live in one place for a while, invest in their lives, buy real furniture, take out mortgages, and have cars that run.

Ain't it great not to be them?

Posted by: Angie Schultz at September 25, 2002 05:21 AM

All my married friends seem to live in a big old pile of chaos. I think they'd like to know where they can get that map...

Posted by: Andrea Harris at September 25, 2002 09:43 PM

I don't know if I should cry or rejoice, that I have no walls, no bills, no furniture. I do, however, have a garden and a great hairdo though, and find myself drifting from locale to locale with no weddings to go to. *sigh*

Posted by: meesh at October 1, 2002 11:13 AM
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solid furniture, clean kitchens, timely hairdos, healthy gardens, and bills that you just know get paid on time, in full, without fail, but also a firm grasp of abstract concepts, like commitment, independence, personal fulfillment, good communication, a strong link to family, etc. etc.

Posted by at September 25, 2002 12:05 AM
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I got married last year. Heather was there. Where's my goddamned house? My clean kitchen? My furniture (never mind the good and solid), my paid bills?

Damned space-alien crooks took all my stuff. I'm supposed to get this stuff! Give me my fucking stuff! (Hey Matt, where's *your* stuff?)

Posted by: Ken Layne at September 25, 2002 12:36 AM

Thanks, Matt. I thought it was just me. I don't have to go to weddings, thank heaven, but it is notable that no one else in my family is as disorganized as I. They don't have to move continents, or squeeze their lives in tiny apartments and stick 90% of their shit in storage for years on end, nor do they have to deal with deadlines and all-night work sessions. They get to live in one place for a while, invest in their lives, buy real furniture, take out mortgages, and have cars that run.

Ain't it great not to be them?

Posted by: Angie Schultz at September 25, 2002 05:21 AM

All my married friends seem to live in a big old pile of chaos. I think they'd like to know where they can get that map...

Posted by: Andrea Harris at September 25, 2002 09:43 PM

I don't know if I should cry or rejoice, that I have no walls, no bills, no furniture. I do, however, have a garden and a great hairdo though, and find myself drifting from locale to locale with no weddings to go to. *sigh*

Posted by: meesh at October 1, 2002 11:13 AM
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