Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Father's Day

Last night I started getting sappy while drinking hot cider in bed with the kitties. I am so fortunate to have the lovely life I do, but in that same moment, I remind myself that I've earned it by successfully moving past those roadblocks that come up from time to time. If I had to do it all over again, I gladly would, but the second time around, I would take my dad's advice.

I posted those sentiments on the 'ole Facebook, which made me want to elaborate with a blog. Since people have "Christmas in July," why can't I have a Father's Day moment in December. So, here is my very short list of great advice from my dad* that I wish I would have heeded.

*[Blog footnote here: I have two dads and have disregarded great advice from both of them. This list is a combined effort from both my dad and my father.]

  • While working on my undergraduate degree in fine arts, I failed a test and was held back in the highly competitive photography program. My disappointment led me to momentarily consider switching majors and becoming an elementary school teacher. While my mum was distraught and horrified that I wasn't going to be an artist, my dad gave me the best career advice ever! He said that it didn't really matter what I did for work or if I felt fulfilled in my job. The only thing that was important is that I felt fulfilled in my life and had a job that afforded me enough money to buy a six pack a night.
  • After college, I saved up money (despite the fact that I was comfortably racking up tens of thousands of dollars in credit card debt) to buy a brand new washer and dryer. A year or so after purchasing my shiny new Whirlpool I moved to Phoenix. My father suggested I sell the washer and dryer, which absolutely appalled me. So instead, I rented a storage unit for two years at $40 a month while I lived in a shitty apartment without hookups. In conclusion, I spent twice the amount of money the washer and dryer were worth just so I could keep them and not use them!
  • I have had a handful of breakups in my life, but I had never been heartbroken to the point I was a few years ago when I ended the long-term relationship I was in prior to BBC. My heart was in such a terrible place and my mind had completely gone missing. While talking to my dad, who called me every other day just to chat and listen to me cry, I told him that I had sent one of those terrible, groveling emails begging for reconciliation. The second I sent it, I knew I didn't want to be with Mr. Ex again, but I still couldn't stop myself from wanting to put it out there. Richard (my dad), naturally went into his physicist brain and told me the following Einstein quote,  Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.  My dad also told me, during this time, that one day, I would fall in love with my best friend and I would have "so much fun." I didn't believe him, but damn if it didn't happen!

With my sister and my father- 2002-ish

With my dad, 2003

No comments: