OK. In response to the comments about the last post related to the “patient” I must admit something: that was me. Way to go Liz...you nailed it.
That’s right. I had you guessing about what kind of shape I’m in, what I might look like, and what you, my avid and voracious readers, thought MSG's fitness level is based on numbers because I'm an incredibly vain person. Happy?
The result? Well, basically most of you had me fairly well described: slightly overweight with a muscular build, often mistaken for weighing far less than I actually do (usually 40 pounds or so). I do not, regrettably, have legs of steel or “guns of nazarone”. Yet. So thanks for playing.
I was thinking about using this as a BMI discussion since I honestly feel I'm not "close to being obese" as the BMI suggests, but I think I’ll hold off on it. Afterall, most of us understand that this particular tool is useful but is clearly subject to interpretation.
Yesterday Stepson had his elementary school graduation. I was given a reprieve for the morning, but was supposed to return to the Army base afterwards. Instead I just didn’t go. I was essentially AWOL.
What's interesting to me is the fact that I’ve never done this before – completely forgoing my responsibilities because I despise a rotation. But here it is…I missed a day for no real reason. I just didn’t want to drive that far to deal with that crap.
Do I feel guilty? In some ways, yes, I do feel guilty. But in an abundance of others I feel completely OK. I had a great day with my family and enjoyed a picnic with his classmates. I spent some quality time celebrating Stepson's accomplishments and this movement into a new phase of his life. Hell, in one year we might be moving several thousand miles from him and his asshole dad, so taking time to enjoy these moments is even more important.
The only issue is whether I'll receive a reprimand on Tuesday for not returning. Either way - whatever. I really don't care anymore. I've got a couple more weeks and then 3rd year's over.