In Theory, there is no Practice.

This is Depressing News

So my general annoyance / unhappiness with parts of my existence aren’t unique.

I mean:

• I love my son, and enjoy being around him entirely too much. But can you blame me?
  
• I love my wife.
• I love my dog (not in that way, you freak).
• I mostly like my job (it is often fun, and I am waaaaay overpaid…not a most common admission, though probably true more than people will admit…)
• I have a nice home
• I have enough food to have to worry about weight loss.

And yet I feel less than successful. Like my life is not meeting standards. I’m not learning enough. I am not earning enough. My house is not nice enough. My dog misbehaves. My lawn is more weeds than grass. My house never stays clean. I am 50lbs heavier today than I was 5 years ago. I am worried about paying for fuel oil / gas / electricity. I am worried about saving for retirement. I am worried about my son’s education. I am worried that my employer will agree with me that I am overpaid. And so on.

I need vacation.