@FatJoe was spot on. However, I’d take it a step further. “Today’s price won’t be tomorrow’s price*.” This is true for all of us in our respective fields. As for me, if you hire me today, you’re getting a discount if you hire me today for anything. In another year, or five or ten, I will be exponentially more experienced and more valuable to my clients. Know that. * If only adjusting for inflation, yo!

Daughter: Have you asked her to be your Valentine? Me: No. She’s already my valentine. Daughter: You still have to ask her! Me: WTAF? Really. When did this become a thing? Daughter: Since, forever. Me: Fine.

She wanted to tell me how much she appreciated my daughters’ efforts and willingness to take on new challenges. She told me I should be proud of the job I did raising her. Whew! I knew my baby was a hard worker, but you don’t really know until you know…

Crap, I was starting to sound like my dad. My daughters aren’t calling or staying in touch. I feel forgotten. A part of me feels like they don’t appreciate or love me. How dare they? After everything I’ve done for them, they owe me. Then I remembered that my babies don’t owe me anything. I did everything from a…

I was furious at my girlfriend. Never have I ever been this mad at her. I screamed. She screamed. Our egos refused to back down. Fight me. Hanger might have also been involved. I was working on a project for her birthday. Some issues came up, but I felt confident…

She could have chosen anyone, but my daughter chose me. Her band director asked them to find someone they would like to participate in this yearly ritual. I had to climb the big ladder to get to her since she’s the drum major — the leader. Now we were both there being goofy. Being us. I did my best…

“Notifications are just alarm clocks that someone else is setting for you.” @naval

We are tornadoes full of stories, emotions, and trauma. Miracles of nature. What happens after we collide is a story yet to be told. Then we do it again. Or maybe we don’t.