Skipping Class

Well, I've made the decision to skip my classes tomorrow. This scares me because I find it very easy to fall into the habits of laziness, and I fear that if I open this door, I'll find it progressively harder to keep it closed. I was very strict with myself first semester.

But the issue is that my parents, or more accurately my son's grandparents, are coming to visit this weekend, and I HAVE TO clean my apartment. My mother might actually faint if she saw it in its current state.

Here's the thing: once you have a kid, you are going to see a lot more of your family, but on the other hand, you are going to feel a lot less important. After you do your job and procreate, you generally aren't regarded as very important anymore; the kid is everything. My folks frequently say, "we want to come visit J." Um...don't I live here too?

Of course, this is exacerbated by the fact that I'm divorced and unlikely under the present circumstances to generate another grandchild.

It's fun being superfluous.