Category Archives: antisocial personality disorder

life or something like it.

Things have been kind of crazy here at the Casa de Why Not Fathers. As soon as I can process everything that has been going on, I will post about everything. I had a fabulous vacation with my eldest daughter.  Sadly, another three weeks and she  will be off to college and the next adventure in her life. Moving forward, we had a huge storm on Friday last, and about half of our cottonwood came down.  It was like God laid it down gently between the pool and the garage.  It was pretty incredible.  Two years ago we lost part of a tree and it took out the kids pool, a van, and part of the garage. At any rate, life moves on.  Things should get back to a more normal posting schedule now. thank you for your patience as I adjust to Life, or something like it.    

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vacation and missing my kids

So here I am.  500 miles from home. Have a hotel room all to myself.  and I can’t sleep. I miss David.  I am usually awake until around 4am because of him.  According to my body it is only 2:30 am.  Another hour a half to go before my body gives in and shuts down for the night. It may seem odd, but I miss his constant banter.  The repeating of the same question over and over again until either I get tired of it and give him what he wants, or he gets tired of asking.  The latter doesn’t happen very often.  I usually have to get him to go to seclusion after the first 15 minutes of the same question. I feel for my wife and her sister.  They are at home, and not used to having to keep an ear out for David at all hours of

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Lies and other fun stuff – life with a klepto part 2

We were up late due to the excitement of fireworks, a fire pit and s’mores. To bed at 3am and up at 6am.  what a joy. David had my cell phone this morning, so friends, if you received either a text message or an email from my phone this morning, it wasn’t me. So I am looking for someone to put an electrical outlet into a cabinet so I can plug my phone in at night and lock it up at the same time.  Any takers? I took the phone back. Battery is dead. A short while later, the door to upstairs magically opened.  (It is locked to keep David out of his siblings things.) So the search began for my keys.  I found them.  A quick check shows that the key to the door is missing, as well as the keys to the locks. “I don’t know how the

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