Last year, probably around this time, I felt like I was having a bit of a mid (quarter?) life crisis. I solved that (e.g. distracted myself) by house hunting and buying a bigger place. And then I started feeling this manic madness again around the holidays. I was able to stave off partial insanity by our super cool vacation to Vancouver and some flying tomato ass banging. But now it's back.
What the fuck do I do now?
Mr. FGD said this is why people have kids. Is that why? You just get so fucking bored with your life and your marriage that you decide, why not fuck up some kids along the way?
Is that what happens?
Answers, please. Before insanity ensues.