Easy Job?

My buddy Jim and his dad came by yesterday to work on the lawn one last time this year. Jim and I talk about life once in a while. He thinks I’m partially but only partially to blame for the divorce and it’s difficult to disagree with that. He’s happy that my finances are better and I might eventually be able to afford teeth. He’s got a dental plan from the factory he’s been working at for 7 years. They replaced his Mountain Dew teeth with a lovely set of dentures. I’m on public dental which stinks in Wisconsin. He made an offhand comment about my job being easy. I did disagree with that. My children need 24 7 supervision 365.25 days a year. Sometimes that is easy but often it is not. I only trust two other people to watch both boys together. I think it is a mischaracterization to call my life easy just because I can stay in pajamas all day sometimes.

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