Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude

Filthie's Mobile Fortress Of Solitude
Where Great Intelligence Goes To Be Insulted

Tuesday, 29 December 2015

2015 Taking Stock

By the grace of God I did alright in 2015. Knock on wood and all that.

Workwise I've done okay. I have worked for outright psychotics and nutbars over the course of my career and I only stay with them long enough to find the next paycheque and then flip them off and move on. I've been with my current employer 8-1/2 years now. They have sanity and psychological issues (as does Yours Truly) but they treat me well. I cannot complain even though I still do sometimes. Gotta do something about that - it's unmanly.

I shed my last tears for my daughter this year although the sorrow still remains. Ours is a broken home then, like too many others these days. So be it. The bodies are buried, the words have been said, and it is time to pick up the pieces and move on. Kids have to find their own way too. So do us kids, I suppose - after 33 years I finally did something about my fucking in laws. They've never respected me, they were often openly contemptuous and undermined me as a father and a husband more times than I could count. Nor would they respect the boundaries between our family and theirs. This year they got it back with both barrels, and I think they were shocked and devastated. Spite isn't something that comes to me naturally, but I still can't bring myself to feel sorry for them or regret my words or actions. At least now, I can look forward to the rest of my life. As it was my in laws thought they were going to spend their retirement trying to ruin mine for fun and entertainment. Some good did come of all this though - the family fireworks has drawn my wife and I closer together. She is a good woman and I don't care what her family says - I am a good man.

The house is paid off but in need of some upgrades and improvement. We have managed to save a little bit of money and though we aren't rich - we're free. I have too many toys - and not enough time to possibly enjoy them all. I've spent my life saving and sacrificing to get to this point and now that I'm here I wonder where to go next! How stupid is that? I haven't felt this lost since my high school graduation. Do you even remember yours? How you wake up after the party the next day, hung over...and go "Now, what?" Some people are driven and know exactly where they're going before they even get there. Life just seems to happen to me and then I wonder how in blazes I got here afterward! HAR HAR HAR! It's been a helluva ride at times. A fella needs a mission in life and I still don't know what I want to be when I grow up. Maybe the name of the game right now is to just keep putting one foot in front of the other - and just walk my good-for-nothing dogs into the ground. It seems to work for them. They don't know where they're going and could care less!

My moral and intellectual helmsman

Screw it. I hereby proclaim that 2015 was a GOOD year for us. I still have my health, and thanks to our hard work and sacrifice in earlier years we have CHOICES and for that, I am thankful. A lot of people don't. We are going to be thinking ours over in the next week - wish us luck. I hope your 2015 was good for you too.



  1. There are lots of times where I thought "Now what?" not to mention a number of times I thought "That didn't turn out as expected".

  2. It never does turn out as expected I guess. Looks like you had an awesome Christmas yourself BW.