Part V in a Series: Psychoanalytic Analysis of a Major Life-Changing Event [that of my ex-lover]

May Day 2018                                                                             5/18/18

Fridays used to have greater meaning for me and my buds. Now that I am approaching old folks age, I can still remember some of the details.

About 20 years ago, my best buddy was my spouse and we were very content to order an Avanti pizza, rent a movie from a local Blockbuster shop, and hang out in the living room as a family. This had been going on decades or so until we began watching the Friday night cable TV and rented movies, the kids would go out and play with their friends, as we separately went to the study and worked on the computer and Internet. Sadly, this got old too soon.

Nevertheless, we seemed successful to take this time to recharge for the active weekend and going back to work on Mondays.

My ex-wif seemed to enjoy giggling and flirting with our divorced next door neighbor along the fence line. No foolin’, I was able to witness it by looking out the kitchen window while I toiled on washing the pots and pans… silly me, I didn’t think too much of it.

 

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Hanging Out – Shhh… Julius Caesar is Napping

About the time our family had achieved “empty nest” status interpersonal relations in the household hit an all-time low during 2005 or so. Some of us were willing to work things out and the other parts of us were ready to give up, ‘cut bait’ and go fishing in some other water hole.

I felt like I was a lucky one who had Country Corner (pictured above) across the street for me to ‘chillax’, smoke some stogies, drink free excellent coffee and have intercourse (conversations) with neighbors and make new friends. Nowadays, the kind proprietors who operated the corner store have passed away (2017-2018) and are having intercourse amongst the angels in heaven.

Excuse me, I have to walk the dog… to be continued…

 

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Max’s Scout Services and Communications of the Americas, LLC

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A Little Bonnie Raitt from Oakland Coliseum – “Three Time Loser”

What in the world is going on?

Can you find a date for this weekend?

Maybe my approach is ineffective. Asking her/him to go see the Pope’s first movie may not be the best ‘ice breaker’, especially for a “Three-Time Loser.”

 

Have a wonderful Pentecostal Weekend!

Part II of a Multi-Party Psychoanalytic Review of Significant Life-Changing Event [of an ex-lover]

After an afternoon’s rest, it is simpler to reflect on the past, ‘what ifs’, contemporary music, doing a bit of cookin’, and achieving a better sense of PEACE. I credit Pastor Father Fabio Medina (St. Anthony’s Menlo Park) for reminding me recently that a person needs to first be AT PEACE before one can understand The Word and the world.

If we are successful at PEACE and understanding, we can better explain what it ALL means: Life, the Gospels, and our pathway in the future. I wish youth could do this and furthermore find their ‘calling’ in life utilizing the talents, time, and treasure they have to offer mankind and their immediate community.

Some Americans, I have to accept, are stout Democrats. But why would a stout Hillary Clinton supporter marry a Republican that doesn’t believe in the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost?!? I suppose, only God knows.

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Where are the eyes and ears of Hillary supporters?

In my latest ‘epistle’ I addressed the issues I should have regarding an ex-wif finding another mate and better ‘put myself in her place’ in order to settle matters between the two of us and a third person, namely our daughter.

Here is an excerpt of my earlier writing:

Naw, she (the EX) could not understand how elated I was that she would be able to retire next week and not have to work in a preschool daycare center until she aged to 80 or so. My vows specifically stated ‘until death do y’all part’ and I had still felt responsibility for her health insurance premiums, mortgage payments, property taxes, raising our daughter, and the re-sale value on a $2 to $3,000,000.00 house in beautiful County of San Mateo.

Our children are the very most people in our lives; well, this is true 80% of the time.

Excuse me, I need to go check on the Lasagne in the oven and go take a cat nap.

 

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Max’s Scout Services & Communications of the Americas, LLC

[ for musement only ]