Not a good Sunday evenin’ last weekend. Rarely a good Monday mornin’. Tuesday wasn’t much better, but at least it’s gone with the wind. Hump day comin’ though… One can always hope for something “literal” to brighten it. Gettin’ over it, or gettin’ into it. I freakin’ hate this time of year.

Ground Hog day is comin’. Probably six weeks after that, things will start shapin’ up again. Maybe. I’ve got to be honest, I’ve been doin’ this for probably around 3 years on one platform or another, and I’m just about ready to hang it up. I haven’t decided quite yet, and probably won’t go off in a huff and just do somethin’ like change the DNS pointers.

It’s not that I don’t like it. Not that I don’t enjoy doin’ it. There’s just too much other shit goin’ on in my life, and in the lives of those around me it’s hard to give it the time it requires.

This day and age is certainly not the 60’s and 70’s. Families are different. The head of the household has become, … less distingquishable. The roles have evolved. The perceived responsibilities of parents have as well. I don’t find ‘em to be to my likin’. And at times, barely to my understandin’. The current perception is not the one under which I was raised, and neither are the measures of how one does in their role. I’m not sayin’ either is better then the others, but there should be little argument that they are “not the same” as they were.

About the simplest way I can put it is, Daddies, are not Mommies, and Mommies, are not Daddies. I don’t care how you slice it, mix it up, enable, or disable the pair of parents. Call me old fashioned. Call me backward thinkin’. Now, I do not care for I’ve frequently been called worse. Those, compliments to me, are just about badges of honor.

The double standards, that men used to be accused of applyin’ religiously, are gone now for the most part, when compared to the ones from that era. In the vacuum that they left when they were removed, in my opinion, some new ones have filled in. And the tables apparently have been turned. Does that make a double standard any better? Who it’s in favor of? I think not. Hell, I know not. They are what they are, they’re bullshit. Women were right for callin’ ‘em out and for raisin’ hell over ‘em. Maybe, just maybe, we should consider whether new ones, have arrived. It can be a matter of time to become “equal”, and I believe all are, but it’s tough sometimes to take the wheel without crashin’ the car.

Maybe a bad analogy, forgive me please, if it was. Hopefully it was good enough that you get my meanin’ from it. I don’t have a problem sharin’ the drivin’ responsibilities. Why should you have a problem with the “changin’ the oil” and “maintenance” responsiblities. “We” need to do what we all need to do to keep the car goin’, and keep it goin’ in the right direction.
In shorter short. Do I have to do everything and get hollered at about it?