I wanted to clarify something....DON'T WRITE WHEN YOU'RE EXHAUSTED!

I wanted to clarify something.

I wrote last night about family members and a few former friends and acquaintances I know, who have lifestyles that are suppose to be normal but are just messed up in my book. I was pointing out how my son, by those standards, can be considered more normal than these poor souls.

And that we need to reevaluate that word “normal”.

But the problem was, it was late at night and I was exhausted and when I write when I am in a hurry, or exhausted, I stink at it.

So I am going to tell you what I am fixing.

This is what it said, and it’s just poor writing:

I know people who walk the streets that have college educations that don’t contribute to society and are supposedly more “normal” than my son; they speak clearly and eloquently at times, however, they cannot function as human beings without being high.

And it should be this:

I know people who walk the streets that have college educations that don't contribute to society and are supposedly more "normal" than my son; they speak clearly and eloquently at times, however, they cannot function as human beings without being DRUNK!

I should take my own advice and call a stray cat a stray cat.

I was so tired when I wrote it I should have waited, but lately for some unknown reason, I work myself to exhaustion before bedtime.

Here’s another example of “DON’T WRITE WHEN YOU”RE EXHAUSTED!”

I know people who think that the world should hand them a living and that their extended family should take care of them even though they have been taking care of themselves for years and now and feel that they just want to retire. These same people have unfortunately, spent all their retirement on having a good time with their friends or buying all sorts of expensive crap. They have not established families of their own, or put anything back, but now they believe their extended family should take care of them.

What the frick was that about?

It should say:

I know people who think because they made bad life decisions and made bad money decisions, decided to burn their bridges and retired early despite the fact that they were in a money hole and now live off social security and disability.

Now generally this should cover all their living expenses, but since they were in a hole to start with, without any way to dig them out, it is now impossible for them to live off of these things.

And they have become a pariah to their families.

They expect their family to support them even though they saved no money for retirement and have no relationships that panned out to help them deal with the loneliness of older age.

They now cling to their extended family for the support a good friend, a spouse or a child would offer.

And they are considered more normal than my son.

This person:

I know people with master degrees that are the meanest people I have ever met and are wrapped up in their own self importance. They care nothing for anyone in the world that doesn’t contribute to their universe.

There is very little humanity left in them.

Real person. Can’t tell you how I know them, but I know them.

I know people that can’t handle a relationship with anyone else but themselves.

Same person.

Yeah, I know. Sad part is, that the mighty have fallen a couple times (I think). And I haven’t been there to see if this has given them hubris or not. So….This might have changed in their lives, though, knowing them, I doubt it.

Also, I changed September a lot.

Because parts of it didn’t make sense to me, so you might want to go back and look at it.

I rewrote it after I woke up this morning and looked at it again went…. “OH YUCK!”

It was written like I was running a race.

What?

But then again, I was exhausted and I should never write while I am exhausted.

Anyway, just wanted to clarify because it bugged me all night and I know there are people out there that get a digest of my blog in their emails and these people see none of the corrections unless they go to the blog itself. So I wanted to post this so they know I realize that my writing last night…STUNK! And yes, I did fix it.

I am not normal. Not by a long shot. Then again what is normal?