Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Trapeze Act, No safety net
What kind of fog have I been living under? I clearly remember when I asked my better half to choose a plan which is good to invest in. And to realize that I opted out altogether. And she remembers much more clearly than I do. Now this may be my fault, but the pattern of events that have led up until now clearly make me wonder if that was her deliberate choice, and acting like I know, only to get more money in her pocket somehow, or even unconsciously handicap me. The move and the kids, not considering international schools. The home, choosing the home forcing my hand. The signatory assumptions. Piling on every responsibility financially tying me down without asking. Forcing me to be responsible for her expenses, her car costs, that her mom paid for, but I'm responsible for.
Now to say I'm not covered by any retirement plan and I clearly remember asking for her help to choose a plan. And now she says I told her I want more money in my pocket. I clearly don't remember that, and realize how much she hasn't helped me do anything in my interest, piling on, knowing failure would be subservience to her, and success is just more money in her pocket. Now I know, and am damn embarrassed that I have no safety net, a trapeze artist, under her circus tent.
Weird, and apologize for superstitious beliefs, but my horoscope sounds so positive and confident, as if there is something positive on the horizon. Is it a big enough wave and drift that will set my beached ship to sail again? sign
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