The Chit Chat Chit Chat Thread

Mr Ferret 75

Thank you sir. You were an inspiration.
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Disagree. I've always wanted a chauffeur. :p (Want a job? Oh, I can't pay you anything,, but you'll have the pleasure of driving me around in my vintage, 2007 Chevy Aveo. We could go to the grocery store, Target, the library and local park. Big thrills for you!!) :joyfull:
Where do I sign . You get way more snow than me.
 

Goofyernmost

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Where do I sign . You get way more snow than me.
Just a thought... having spent years driving on ice and snow, through blizzards and ice storms, carrying 40+ people just behind me and being responsible for their safety as well as my own. Whatever fantasy that you have, Mr. Olaf, will quickly dissipate and run back to your hardly any snow really quickly. It's one thing when all you have to do is look out a window or shovel some snow but when you have to do some very serious work in the middle of it, the fantasy gets very old, very fast. That's my public service announcement for the day. Carry on! 🤓
 

Mr Ferret 75

Thank you sir. You were an inspiration.
Premium Member
Just a thought... having spent years driving on ice and snow, through blizzards and ice storms, carrying 40+ people just behind me and being responsible for their safety as well as my own. Whatever fantasy that you have, Mr. Olaf, will quickly dissipate and run back to your hardly any snow really quickly. It's one thing when all you have to do is look out a window or shovel some snow but when you have to do some very serious work in the middle of it, the fantasy gets very old, very fast. That's my public service announcement for the day. Carry on! 🤓
In your opinion.
 

Goofyernmost

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In your opinion.
Yup, and I stand by it. Lived it for 63 winters. It lost it's charm right after I reached driving age and gradually got worse and worse and worse. I will give it one positive though, I never would have gone to WDW as much as I did if it wasn't for my overwhelming desire to get the hell out of it for a week or so every February. Spent money I didn't really have to do it for a few years. At the time I couldn't talk my wife and daughters into to moving to a warmer climate. It wasn't too many years after my divorce, that it became a reality and ironically it was my daughters that moved before me.
 
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Goofyernmost

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Random thought this morning. Very close to this time 48 years ago I got married for the first and only time. Sadly it only lasted 29 years, but those years gave me things that were worth more then money. My two daughters are my pride and measure of accomplishment, even though my initial participation was not all that burdensome. 🥳

I did have this dream, at a very young age, that I would go into old age with someone by my side and because that didn't happen, I do feel a little sadness, but overall most of those married years were good and I have done OK during the years after. My plea would be if you are having mental illness problems, don't think that you can cure it alone. Seek help while you still can think clearly and listen to things you perhaps do not want to hear. My X went off on her own because she felt that being married held her down, unfortunately with the encouragement of her mental illness professional she just walked out, so be careful. She changed therapist with the frequency people change underwear until she found one that agreed with her and helped her blame everyone else for her problems. Her experience after the divorce was awful. All those things she thought were going to be perfect didn't happen because she wasn't able to leave that illness at home when she left. She alienated everyone she came in contact with and ended up alone and living in filth in a low rent apartment. A highly educated woman with no place to go, no promise left and no direction.

All of us had left Vermont and, in spite of her burning bridges with her daughters, they insisted on bringing her down with us so she wouldn't be alone. My son in law and myself flew up to Vermont, rented a truck and headed back south in a blizzard with her meager belongings. However, by then she had entered a place that really wasn't reversible and she mercifully passed away from complications of a stroke four years later, but at least was being cared for during that time. She deserved that at the very least.

At first I felt anger and betrayal, but after seeing her in that state all I felt was upset that there was nothing I could have done about it and all the promise of 48 years ago were no longer possible. Anyway, sorry to vent and probably supplied TMI, in the process. Happily ever after, doesn't always happen.
 
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