What was I thinking? This was a Number 1 Rule of mine YEARS AGO! I broke it
because?

Today I was climbing up a ladder and hit my head so hard on a door frame it
nearly knocked me out. I felt my spine crunch as the vertebrae compressed into
each other. There just wasn't enough painkillers around to subside the agony.
Little did I realize that this whack on the head was some serious sign from the
good sweet lord Jesus D. Christ telling me to start thinking straight and pull
my head out of my ass!

I think I've fucked up!

Maybe I shouldn't have married because I've been in love with the same woman for
20 something years. Maybe I've completely fooled myself and made her more than
she was. Maybe I only dreamed of her all those many nights because she
represented the girl I loved so long ago and I wanted to spend the rest of my
life with, but no one really stays the same, do they? She's moved on and I've
stayed the same immature boy.

While reeling in pain from the concussion I crawled my way to my computer to
check my email. I was so excited to see two emails from both of the daughters of
the artist formerly known as Jessica, but from here on in shall remain nameless
even if I were to ever write something good about her. I was excited because the
girls used to email, Skype, talk and be sweet and friendly, but as of the last
year or so, have distanced themselves from me and even seem to enjoy hurting me
with the comments that they've said to me, or happily offered information on
mean things others have said about me. Sweet are they not?

So I get these two emails back to back:

"I don't appreciate what I read about my father in this blog. I don't know if
you were trying to be funny but it has really upset me and Marilyn both. I feel
like you are trying to replace him by what you said in the blog. Please monitor
what you say next time."

And:

"Do you realize that you were talking about my mother when you were talking
about "sticking it in some of the same holes as all the others have" and
"finding condoms and lubricants and sexual aids that they used"? I don't
appreciate it and, in fact, it angers me. You need to watch what you say,
especially about my mother. She means the world to me and I will not have you
saying such disgusting things about her. You also need to be more sensitive to
the fact that Erin can read what you post on your blog. Talking badly about her
father is not a way to get on her good side. Just some friendly advice before
you get yourself into trouble."

Hmmm…

The post in question was:

http://jerrylentz.blogspot.com/2011/06/moved-into-house.html

Oh well. Win some, you lose some.

I told their mother, who recently became my wife way before we married, "If the
girls ever have a problem with it, it's over. I just don't want that kinda
trouble."

So, I'll see what I can do about moving out and finding another city to live in
as soon as I can, because there is zero chance this is ever going to work. It
will be very sad, but it's way better to hurt now and get over with it, than
hurt everyday for the rest of the marriage. It's not we didn't give it a good
try! It's almost been 30 days now!

If you know anyone that is in love and dating a mother of children of any age,
have them read this:

http://www.infobarrel.com/Why_You_Should_Never_Marry_a_Woman_With_Children