GM's thread about nothing (36 Viewers)

[Good Posting Judge]

Im afraid to go to sleep tonight in fear that I will #### myself

Maybe fashion some sort of diaper?

 

[Aaron Rudnicki]

GM video should be pinned

 

[krista4]

I'm in a Tokyo Delta Sky Club again. Some guy is yelling about filming his junk.

WTF GOES ON IN THESE TOYKO SKY CLUBS???? I'm here for some peace and quiet and shot videos, and this is what I get.

Also, bravo GM.

 

[krista4]

I have an upstairs, first/business class, exit-row seat. This is the best possible seat one could get on any flight. I anticipate no fewer than three screaming babies surrounding me.

Oh, and on the flight from Singapore to Tokyo, they started the flight by announcing it was the last flight for one of the flight attendants before retirement. I was sure we were going to die.

NOW THE GUY IS TALKING ABOUT HIS POOP!

 

[Homer J Simpson]

Sober vid I made the other night.

@ "Anchor steam out of my favorite Simpsons glass"

I whizzed in my pants at that point.

 

[Samuel L Bronkowitz]

I have an upstairs, first/business class, exit-row seat. This is the best possible seat one could get on any flight. I anticipate no fewer than three screaming babies surrounding me.Oh, and on the flight from Singapore to Tokyo, they started the flight by announcing it was the last flight for one of the flight attendants before retirement. I was sure we were going to die.NOW THE GUY IS TALKING ABOUT HIS POOP!

Texture, consistency, frequency?

 

[Homer J Simpson]

Sober vid I made the other night.

"video is private"

I only let people who I've met in person see it.Actually try now. http://youtu.be/XXYlwK-dLok

Love the teenager in the tank top in the videos on the right. It's like Youtube knows me!

 

[krista4]

I have an upstairs, first/business class, exit-row seat. This is the best possible seat one could get on any flight. I anticipate no fewer than three screaming babies surrounding me.Oh, and on the flight from Singapore to Tokyo, they started the flight by announcing it was the last flight for one of the flight attendants before retirement. I was sure we were going to die.NOW THE GUY IS TALKING ABOUT HIS POOP!

Texture, consistency, frequency?

Quantity.

 

[Homer J Simpson]

I have an upstairs, first/business class, exit-row seat. This is the best possible seat one could get on any flight. I anticipate no fewer than three screaming babies surrounding me.Oh, and on the flight from Singapore to Tokyo, they started the flight by announcing it was the last flight for one of the flight attendants before retirement. I was sure we were going to die.NOW THE GUY IS TALKING ABOUT HIS POOP!

Texture, consistency, frequency?

Quantity.

Sounds like the guy is full of it.

 

[kevzilla]

Sounds like Krista isn't the only GMTANer on that flight.

Watching Dune on BBC America, and wanting to punch David Lynch in the liver again. Guess I'll break out the Jamesons and punch myself in the liver instead.

 

[Jeff Vader]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

Ever since I started back in September, my quality of life has fallen apart. My wife and I grew more and more distant -still loving and caring about each other- but because work is so all-consuming for me, our exchanges have been reduced to passed messages about household functioning.

"Bank account ok?"

"I put gas in the car."

"Vader Jr. has tap lessons tonight."

"We need milk."

From what I hear, marriages tend to go south like this as you age anyway, but we've always been a very romantic couple. I know I joke about being 'stuck in a marriage' when I applaud the escapades of -fish-, Guster, and Zooks -- but that's all shtick. My wife and I met in college over 15 years ago and have been crazy-in-love since. I bring roses to her at work. We're very touchy-feely around the house. We share a secret, silly, romantic language. The last couple months all of that has totally disappeared. It's been awful.

Just as bad is the situation with my son. I was a stay-at-home dad for his first few years and we're really close. Over the last few months I go through stretches of three or four days when I only see him sleeping. When we do see each other he always asked me to play with him or read to him or anything. 99% of the time I have to say "I have to do work," and watch his little face die a little. I know adults work and you can't play with your kids all the time. This situation is different. I never played with him. And worse, even now when I'm home I always need to do work, so it's like I'm here but not here. The pressure & guilt of this has been immense. It got so bad, I was so stressed out, that put my foot down at one point and purposefully scheduled Father-Son time one night a week. But even then while we were going for a hike or playing legos I'd only be half-there. The other half was thinking about the work I had to do. It's been awful.

I was in communication with my doctor and tried to deal with the stress in a number of ways, including going to the gym regularly and meditating. This helped for awhile, but over the last month I've been reduced to the gym once a week and never meditating. There's just no time. This program overworks you to hell.

Then I stopped sleeping. Chronically. I couldn't stop thinking of work.

So for the first time in my life I was put on an anti-anxiety pill - ambien. I know a few of you use this now and then to fight insomnia. I took it every night for 6 weeks straight. It's not designed to be an every night pill, and my tolerance and dependence skyrocketed. Then when spring break came and I had 10 days of a reduced work, I didn't take ambien once and slept like a baby. It's all about the stress.

My posting frequency here over the last couple weeks is because after spring break I said #### it. This program (which I don't even like that much) has carved the core of my happiness right out of me. So I eased up, did less work, had a couple beers at night, played with my son, and did funny shot videos with big smiles because I was letting myself enjoy life again.

The semester is winding down now. I have a last stressful two weeks left with a bunch of writing to do, then I'm walking away. I really don't know what I'll do with myself, which is kind of scary. I'll definitely throttle down the stress, play with my son, and love my wife. But for $$....well, a gig opened up nearby recently that I'm applying for. I don't want to be specific here (& especially not on FB), but if I get it we'll be in great shape. If not? I may just go back to being a hired gun and/or look at a serious career change.

I was happy with my old life. The only thing that sucked was how underpaid I was - that's the only real reason I went back to grad school. Everything else in my life was fine. I'm pretty sure this means I need to quit and figure something else out, before I go insane.

 

[Jeff Vader]

I have an upstairs, first/business class, exit-row seat. This is the best possible seat one could get on any flight. I anticipate no fewer than three screaming babies surrounding me.Oh, and on the flight from Singapore to Tokyo, they started the flight by announcing it was the last flight for one of the flight attendants before retirement. I was sure we were going to die.NOW THE GUY IS TALKING ABOUT HIS POOP!

Texture, consistency, frequency?

Quantity.

Sounds like the guy is full of it.

 

[Tiger Fan]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

Ever since I started back in September, my quality of life has fallen apart. My wife and I grew more and more distant -still loving and caring about each other- but because work is so all-consuming for me, our exchanges have been reduced to passed messages about household functioning.

"Bank account ok?"

"I put gas in the car."

"Vader Jr. has tap lessons tonight."

"We need milk."

From what I hear, marriages tend to go south like this as you age anyway, but we've always been a very romantic couple. I know I joke about being 'stuck in a marriage' when I applaud the escapades of -fish-, Guster, and Zooks -- but that's all shtick. My wife and I met in college over 15 years ago and have been crazy-in-love since. I bring roses to her at work. We're very touchy-feely around the house. We share a secret, silly, romantic language. The last couple months all of that has totally disappeared. It's been awful.

Just as bad is the situation with my son. I was a stay-at-home dad for his first few years and we're really close. Over the last few months I go through stretches of three or four days when I only see him sleeping. When we do see each other he always asked me to play with him or read to him or anything. 99% of the time I have to say "I have to do work," and watch his little face die a little. I know adults work and you can't play with your kids all the time. This situation is different. I never played with him. And worse, even now when I'm home I always need to do work, so it's like I'm here but not here. The pressure & guilt of this has been immense. It got so bad, I was so stressed out, that put my foot down at one point and purposefully scheduled Father-Son time one night a week. But even then while we were going for a hike or playing legos I'd only be half-there. The other half was thinking about the work I had to do. It's been awful.

I was in communication with my doctor and tried to deal with the stress in a number of ways, including going to the gym regularly and meditating. This helped for awhile, but over the last month I've been reduced to the gym once a week and never meditating. There's just no time. This program overworks you to hell.

Then I stopped sleeping. Chronically. I couldn't stop thinking of work.

So for the first time in my life I was put on an anti-anxiety pill - ambien. I know a few of you use this now and then to fight insomnia. I took it every night for 6 weeks straight. It's not designed to be an every night pill, and my tolerance and dependence skyrocketed. Then when spring break came and I had 10 days of a reduced work, I didn't take ambien once and slept like a baby. It's all about the stress.

My posting frequency here over the last couple weeks is because after spring break I said #### it. This program (which I don't even like that much) has carved the core of my happiness right out of me. So I eased up, did less work, had a couple beers at night, played with my son, and did funny shot videos with big smiles because I was letting myself enjoy life again.

The semester is winding down now. I have a last stressful two weeks left with a bunch of writing to do, then I'm walking away. I really don't know what I'll do with myself, which is kind of scary. I'll definitely throttle down the stress, play with my son, and love my wife. But for $$....well, a gig opened up nearby recently that I'm applying for. I don't want to be specific here (& especially not on FB), but if I get it we'll be in great shape. If not? I may just go back to being a hired gun and/or look at a serious career change.

I was happy with my old life. The only thing that sucked was how underpaid I was - that's the only real reason I went back to grad school. Everything else in my life was fine. I'm pretty sure this means I need to quit and figure something else out, before I go insane.

That sucks. How many more years after this year is ur program? I know typically the first year of most grad programs are thentoughes. Butnim sure you already have thought this through

 

[Bogart]

And I would.

Wow, no ####?

This is the FFA. I was ready to hear all kinds of talk about how bat-crap crazy she was, her bewbs were too small, hair to rediculous. Hell, there is probably a hotter girl also doing the sane thing that only the hipster guys here have the video.

 

[Jeff Vader]

That sucks. How many more years after this year is ur program? I know typically the first year of most grad programs are thentoughes. Butnim sure you already have thought this through

PM sent.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Sober vid I made the other night.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Even though I walked through the cabin 3 times while the rest of the guys were waiting for me in the van to go home, I somehow managed to leave my over night bag there. Did I mention it may or may not have pot in it? I honestly don't know.

 

[Marvin]

Even though I walked through the cabin 3 times while the rest of the guys were waiting for me in the van to go home, I somehow managed to leave my over night bag there. Did I mention it may or may not have pot in it? I honestly don't know.

The shirt made it home though, right?

 

[St. Louis Bob]

Even though I walked through the cabin 3 times while the rest of the guys were waiting for me in the van to go home, I somehow managed to leave my over night bag there. Did I mention it may or may not have pot in it? I honestly don't know.

The shirt made it home though, right?

I had to go check to make sure but yes. I've taken 3 showers in the last 24 hours but still feel dirty.

 

[St. Louis Bob]

The scenery on my morning walk has changed slightly......

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Peens<hey

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That was a lot of work for a peens joke.

Peens, sorry about teh outdoor toilets lol

 

[urbanhack]

The scenery on my morning walk has changed slightly......

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Peens<hey

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That was a lot of work for a peens joke.

Peens, sorry about teh outdoor toilets lol

My link

 

[St. Louis Bob]

The scenery on my morning walk has changed slightly......

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Peens<hey

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That was a lot of work for a peens joke.

Peens, sorry about teh outdoor toilets lol

My link

 

[Guster]

I went back home for the weekend to support my dad at an event he was putting on and now I'm on my journey back to Cincinnati. What a day it's been...

This morning I had brunch with my ex-wife's parents so they could visit with my daughter for a little before we hopped on the plane back home.

My ex-gf was on the same flight back as me...and then the flight got delayed and we had to be rebooked. I am currently sharing a 2 hour taxi ride with her and my daughter to a different airport as that was the only way to get home before 11p.

Fortunately, my new lady friend is coming over for whiskey and sex later.

 

[cosjobs]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

Ever since I started back in September, my quality of life has fallen apart. My wife and I grew more and more distant -still loving and caring about each other- but because work is so all-consuming for me, our exchanges have been reduced to passed messages about household functioning.

"Bank account ok?"

"I put gas in the car."

"Vader Jr. has tap lessons tonight."

"We need milk."

From what I hear, marriages tend to go south like this as you age anyway, but we've always been a very romantic couple. I know I joke about being 'stuck in a marriage' when I applaud the escapades of -fish-, Guster, and Zooks -- but that's all shtick. My wife and I met in college over 15 years ago and have been crazy-in-love since. I bring roses to her at work. We're very touchy-feely around the house. We share a secret, silly, romantic language. The last couple months all of that has totally disappeared. It's been awful.

Just as bad is the situation with my son. I was a stay-at-home dad for his first few years and we're really close. Over the last few months I go through stretches of three or four days when I only see him sleeping. When we do see each other he always asked me to play with him or read to him or anything. 99% of the time I have to say "I have to do work," and watch his little face die a little. I know adults work and you can't play with your kids all the time. This situation is different. I never played with him. And worse, even now when I'm home I always need to do work, so it's like I'm here but not here. The pressure & guilt of this has been immense. It got so bad, I was so stressed out, that put my foot down at one point and purposefully scheduled Father-Son time one night a week. But even then while we were going for a hike or playing legos I'd only be half-there. The other half was thinking about the work I had to do. It's been awful.

I was in communication with my doctor and tried to deal with the stress in a number of ways, including going to the gym regularly and meditating. This helped for awhile, but over the last month I've been reduced to the gym once a week and never meditating. There's just no time. This program overworks you to hell.

Then I stopped sleeping. Chronically. I couldn't stop thinking of work.

So for the first time in my life I was put on an anti-anxiety pill - ambien. I know a few of you use this now and then to fight insomnia. I took it every night for 6 weeks straight. It's not designed to be an every night pill, and my tolerance and dependence skyrocketed. Then when spring break came and I had 10 days of a reduced work, I didn't take ambien once and slept like a baby. It's all about the stress.

My posting frequency here over the last couple weeks is because after spring break I said #### it. This program (which I don't even like that much) has carved the core of my happiness right out of me. So I eased up, did less work, had a couple beers at night, played with my son, and did funny shot videos with big smiles because I was letting myself enjoy life again.

The semester is winding down now. I have a last stressful two weeks left with a bunch of writing to do, then I'm walking away. I really don't know what I'll do with myself, which is kind of scary. I'll definitely throttle down the stress, play with my son, and love my wife. But for $....well, a gig opened up nearby recently that I'm applying for. I don't want to be specific here (& especially not on FB), but if I get it we'll be in great shape. If not? I may just go back to being a hired gun and/or look at a serious career change.

I was happy with my old life. The only thing that sucked was how underpaid I was - that's the only real reason I went back to grad school. Everything else in my life was fine. I'm pretty sure this means I need to quit and figure something else out, before I go insane.

NODo not quit this.

Do not give u0p this opportunity.

Please.

You are already about 15% through it, right? It will get better and easier as you adjust. Your family needs to adjust, too.

You can go to grad school and enjoy life. You just need to learn how. If you quit now the Imp wins.

 

[urbanhack]

I went back home for the weekend to support my dad at an event he was putting on and now I'm on my journey back to Cincinnati. What a day it's been...This morning I had brunch with my ex-wife's parents so they could visit with my daughter for a little before we hopped on the plane back home. My ex-gf was on the same flight back as me...and then the flight got delayed and we had to be rebooked. I am currently sharing a 2 hour taxi ride with her and my daughter to a different airport as that was the only way to get home before 11p. Fortunately, my new lady friend is coming over for whiskey and sex later.

what.the.hell.

 

[Guster]

I went back home for the weekend to support my dad at an event he was putting on and now I'm on my journey back to Cincinnati. What a day it's been...This morning I had brunch with my ex-wife's parents so they could visit with my daughter for a little before we hopped on the plane back home. My ex-gf was on the same flight back as me...and then the flight got delayed and we had to be rebooked. I am currently sharing a 2 hour taxi ride with her and my daughter to a different airport as that was the only way to get home before 11p. Fortunately, my new lady friend is coming over for whiskey and sex later.

what.the.hell.

my today is a country song

 

[urbanhack]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

Ever since I started back in September, my quality of life has fallen apart. My wife and I grew more and more distant -still loving and caring about each other- but because work is so all-consuming for me, our exchanges have been reduced to passed messages about household functioning.

"Bank account ok?"

"I put gas in the car."

"Vader Jr. has tap lessons tonight."

"We need milk."

From what I hear, marriages tend to go south like this as you age anyway, but we've always been a very romantic couple. I know I joke about being 'stuck in a marriage' when I applaud the escapades of -fish-, Guster, and Zooks -- but that's all shtick. My wife and I met in college over 15 years ago and have been crazy-in-love since. I bring roses to her at work. We're very touchy-feely around the house. We share a secret, silly, romantic language. The last couple months all of that has totally disappeared. It's been awful.

Just as bad is the situation with my son. I was a stay-at-home dad for his first few years and we're really close. Over the last few months I go through stretches of three or four days when I only see him sleeping. When we do see each other he always asked me to play with him or read to him or anything. 99% of the time I have to say "I have to do work," and watch his little face die a little. I know adults work and you can't play with your kids all the time. This situation is different. I never played with him. And worse, even now when I'm home I always need to do work, so it's like I'm here but not here. The pressure & guilt of this has been immense. It got so bad, I was so stressed out, that put my foot down at one point and purposefully scheduled Father-Son time one night a week. But even then while we were going for a hike or playing legos I'd only be half-there. The other half was thinking about the work I had to do. It's been awful.

I was in communication with my doctor and tried to deal with the stress in a number of ways, including going to the gym regularly and meditating. This helped for awhile, but over the last month I've been reduced to the gym once a week and never meditating. There's just no time. This program overworks you to hell.

Then I stopped sleeping. Chronically. I couldn't stop thinking of work.

So for the first time in my life I was put on an anti-anxiety pill - ambien. I know a few of you use this now and then to fight insomnia. I took it every night for 6 weeks straight. It's not designed to be an every night pill, and my tolerance and dependence skyrocketed. Then when spring break came and I had 10 days of a reduced work, I didn't take ambien once and slept like a baby. It's all about the stress.

My posting frequency here over the last couple weeks is because after spring break I said #### it. This program (which I don't even like that much) has carved the core of my happiness right out of me. So I eased up, did less work, had a couple beers at night, played with my son, and did funny shot videos with big smiles because I was letting myself enjoy life again.

The semester is winding down now. I have a last stressful two weeks left with a bunch of writing to do, then I'm walking away. I really don't know what I'll do with myself, which is kind of scary. I'll definitely throttle down the stress, play with my son, and love my wife. But for $....well, a gig opened up nearby recently that I'm applying for. I don't want to be specific here (& especially not on FB), but if I get it we'll be in great shape. If not? I may just go back to being a hired gun and/or look at a serious career change.

I was happy with my old life. The only thing that sucked was how underpaid I was - that's the only real reason I went back to grad school. Everything else in my life was fine. I'm pretty sure this means I need to quit and figure something else out, before I go insane.

NODo not quit this.

Do not give u0p this opportunity.

Please.

You are already about 15% through it, right? It will get better and easier as you adjust. Your family needs to adjust, too.

You can go to grad school and enjoy life. You just need to learn how.

If he was 75 or 85% the way through, I would agree with you. Life >>>>>>> Work/Career especially if you are married and have children. I admire someone for taking a step back and doing what is right to make their quality of life much more enjoyable.Good luck JV!

 

[Guster]

JV > how much longer do you have?

If I recall your posts from when you were considering this opportunity, the benefit was basically all about bumping yourself up a tax bracket or two.

If sticking with it will give you a chance to have a job that you love and will make you and your family happy, stick with it. If not, f'it. Go do something that will make you and your family happier and you'll find a way around the $$ side of things.

GLGB

 

[Guster]

You know how I know I'm in the northeast? There was just a Dunkin Donuts across the street from another Dunkin Donuts.

 

[cosjobs]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

Ever since I started back in September, my quality of life has fallen apart. My wife and I grew more and more distant -still loving and caring about each other- but because work is so all-consuming for me, our exchanges have been reduced to passed messages about household functioning.

"Bank account ok?"

"I put gas in the car."

"Vader Jr. has tap lessons tonight."

"We need milk."

From what I hear, marriages tend to go south like this as you age anyway, but we've always been a very romantic couple. I know I joke about being 'stuck in a marriage' when I applaud the escapades of -fish-, Guster, and Zooks -- but that's all shtick. My wife and I met in college over 15 years ago and have been crazy-in-love since. I bring roses to her at work. We're very touchy-feely around the house. We share a secret, silly, romantic language. The last couple months all of that has totally disappeared. It's been awful.

Just as bad is the situation with my son. I was a stay-at-home dad for his first few years and we're really close. Over the last few months I go through stretches of three or four days when I only see him sleeping. When we do see each other he always asked me to play with him or read to him or anything. 99% of the time I have to say "I have to do work," and watch his little face die a little. I know adults work and you can't play with your kids all the time. This situation is different. I never played with him. And worse, even now when I'm home I always need to do work, so it's like I'm here but not here. The pressure & guilt of this has been immense. It got so bad, I was so stressed out, that put my foot down at one point and purposefully scheduled Father-Son time one night a week. But even then while we were going for a hike or playing legos I'd only be half-there. The other half was thinking about the work I had to do. It's been awful.

I was in communication with my doctor and tried to deal with the stress in a number of ways, including going to the gym regularly and meditating. This helped for awhile, but over the last month I've been reduced to the gym once a week and never meditating. There's just no time. This program overworks you to hell.

Then I stopped sleeping. Chronically. I couldn't stop thinking of work.

So for the first time in my life I was put on an anti-anxiety pill - ambien. I know a few of you use this now and then to fight insomnia. I took it every night for 6 weeks straight. It's not designed to be an every night pill, and my tolerance and dependence skyrocketed. Then when spring break came and I had 10 days of a reduced work, I didn't take ambien once and slept like a baby. It's all about the stress.

My posting frequency here over the last couple weeks is because after spring break I said #### it. This program (which I don't even like that much) has carved the core of my happiness right out of me. So I eased up, did less work, had a couple beers at night, played with my son, and did funny shot videos with big smiles because I was letting myself enjoy life again.

The semester is winding down now. I have a last stressful two weeks left with a bunch of writing to do, then I'm walking away. I really don't know what I'll do with myself, which is kind of scary. I'll definitely throttle down the stress, play with my son, and love my wife. But for $....well, a gig opened up nearby recently that I'm applying for. I don't want to be specific here (& especially not on FB), but if I get it we'll be in great shape. If not? I may just go back to being a hired gun and/or look at a serious career change.

I was happy with my old life. The only thing that sucked was how underpaid I was - that's the only real reason I went back to grad school. Everything else in my life was fine. I'm pretty sure this means I need to quit and figure something else out, before I go insane.

NODo not quit this.

Do not give u0p this opportunity.

Please.

You are already about 15% through it, right? It will get better and easier as you adjust. Your family needs to adjust, too.

You can go to grad school and enjoy life. You just need to learn how.

If he was 75 or 85% the way through, I would agree with you. Life >>>>>>> Work/Career especially if you are married and have children. I admire someone for taking a step back and doing what is right to make their quality of life much more enjoyable.Good luck JV!

Maybe I'm wrong, but it seems to me the price he is paying now, should be paid back multi-fold in a few years- both family time, money and quality of life.When he is older, which is he more likely to regret: finishing the degree or quitting the program?

on the other hand, if it truly jeopardizes you relationship with your wife (longterm) and costs you valuable time with your kid (which you would not make up after with better job/hours, more financial freedom), then i go to the other side. But it kind of sounds like you are using those to justify your rationale for quitting, rather than them being the reason for quitting the program.

Have you discussed this with your wife? What does she think? How about your son? What about what youa re doing now(class/work-wise)? Is it going to be the same the entire two years, or are you getting thru crappy prerequisites/weedouts?

 

[Marvin]

We've all been there.

 

[Jeff Vader]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

Ever since I started back in September, my quality of life has fallen apart. My wife and I grew more and more distant -still loving and caring about each other- but because work is so all-consuming for me, our exchanges have been reduced to passed messages about household functioning.

"Bank account ok?"

"I put gas in the car."

"Vader Jr. has tap lessons tonight."

"We need milk."

From what I hear, marriages tend to go south like this as you age anyway, but we've always been a very romantic couple. I know I joke about being 'stuck in a marriage' when I applaud the escapades of -fish-, Guster, and Zooks -- but that's all shtick. My wife and I met in college over 15 years ago and have been crazy-in-love since. I bring roses to her at work. We're very touchy-feely around the house. We share a secret, silly, romantic language. The last couple months all of that has totally disappeared. It's been awful.

Just as bad is the situation with my son. I was a stay-at-home dad for his first few years and we're really close. Over the last few months I go through stretches of three or four days when I only see him sleeping. When we do see each other he always asked me to play with him or read to him or anything. 99% of the time I have to say "I have to do work," and watch his little face die a little. I know adults work and you can't play with your kids all the time. This situation is different. I never played with him. And worse, even now when I'm home I always need to do work, so it's like I'm here but not here. The pressure & guilt of this has been immense. It got so bad, I was so stressed out, that put my foot down at one point and purposefully scheduled Father-Son time one night a week. But even then while we were going for a hike or playing legos I'd only be half-there. The other half was thinking about the work I had to do. It's been awful.

I was in communication with my doctor and tried to deal with the stress in a number of ways, including going to the gym regularly and meditating. This helped for awhile, but over the last month I've been reduced to the gym once a week and never meditating. There's just no time. This program overworks you to hell.

Then I stopped sleeping. Chronically. I couldn't stop thinking of work.

So for the first time in my life I was put on an anti-anxiety pill - ambien. I know a few of you use this now and then to fight insomnia. I took it every night for 6 weeks straight. It's not designed to be an every night pill, and my tolerance and dependence skyrocketed. Then when spring break came and I had 10 days of a reduced work, I didn't take ambien once and slept like a baby. It's all about the stress.

My posting frequency here over the last couple weeks is because after spring break I said #### it. This program (which I don't even like that much) has carved the core of my happiness right out of me. So I eased up, did less work, had a couple beers at night, played with my son, and did funny shot videos with big smiles because I was letting myself enjoy life again.

The semester is winding down now. I have a last stressful two weeks left with a bunch of writing to do, then I'm walking away. I really don't know what I'll do with myself, which is kind of scary. I'll definitely throttle down the stress, play with my son, and love my wife. But for $....well, a gig opened up nearby recently that I'm applying for. I don't want to be specific here (& especially not on FB), but if I get it we'll be in great shape. If not? I may just go back to being a hired gun and/or look at a serious career change.

I was happy with my old life. The only thing that sucked was how underpaid I was - that's the only real reason I went back to grad school. Everything else in my life was fine. I'm pretty sure this means I need to quit and figure something else out, before I go insane.

NODo not quit this.

Do not give u0p this opportunity.

Please.

You are already about 15% through it, right? It will get better and easier as you adjust. Your family needs to adjust, too.

You can go to grad school and enjoy life. You just need to learn how.

If he was 75 or 85% the way through, I would agree with you. Life >>>>>>> Work/Career especially if you are married and have children. I admire someone for taking a step back and doing what is right to make their quality of life much more enjoyable.Good luck JV!

Maybe I'm wrong, but it seems to me the price he is paying now, should be paid back multi-fold in a few years- both family time, money and quality of life.When he is older, which is he more likely to regret: finishing the degree or quitting the program?

on the other hand, if it truly jeopardizes you relationship with your wife (longterm) and costs you valuable time with your kid (which you would not make up after with better job/hours, more financial freedom), then i go to the other side. But it kind of sounds like you are using those to justify your rationale for quitting, rather than them being the reason for quitting the program.

Have you discussed this with your wife? What does she think? How about your son? What about what youa re doing now(class/work-wise)? Is it going to be the same the entire two years, or are you getting thru crappy prerequisites/weedouts?

I appreciate the counter opinion Cos, but I'm with Hack. If I was even 50% through I wouldn't consider this. But my life has gone to complete hell in three months - the only thing I'm managing well is the actual classes, where I'm doing great. There's been a lot of profit from the experience, both professionally and personally, but my life will be much much better even if I don't land that job and just end up doing what I was before grad school. This program is a four year deal. I'm only 1/2 a year in. Plus I already have a terminal degree (which technically qualifies me for my ideal gig anyway)- this was just a big free credentials boost. The loss of health and happiness isn't worth it though. Thanks for listening, guys. We now return to Candles in Exhaust Ports, Melanin-Challenged Shot Videos, Hoarders & Heroin, and Tanner's Sexy Voice.

 

[mr. furley]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

life & kids >>>>>>>>>>>> work

 

[Jeff Vader]

I had a bleak moment of self-realization last night: I need to get out of this grad program.

life & kids >>>>>>>>>>>> work

Hey Pickles> Did you do your doc before or after kids? I know you're a super genius with ice in your veins and I'm a hipster with mad cow disease, but I'm still curious if you went through this.

 

[urbanhack]

been working on my video for a few days now...should be done with editing and production this week.

 

[mr. furley]

been working on my video for a few days now...should be done with editing and production this week.

caught a leaked copy of this on the tubes. might want to take it back to the studio for some touch-up.

 

[Jeff Vader]

Your army, I want to be in it

 

[YSR]

I just made a pistachio-lemon vinaigrette that I will likely bottle and keep on hand for every single thing I ever consume. Possibly including wine.

 

[heckmanm]

Mrs. Irrelevant

I'm sure everyone has seen this, but if you haven't and are bored its worth 90 seconds.

And I would.

Mr. Irrelevant went to HS about 5 miles from where I live. True story.

 

[mr. furley]

SAMMY ####ING VANHALEN, i said

 

[-fish-]

I'm too old to celebrate my birthday for 3 days. I'm only halfway through and I feel like I'm going to die. Just spent 24 hours with one of the twenty-somethings, dropped her at her house, came home and showered and have a date in 15 minutes. Tomorrow night more of the same.

Ninja--FBG buddy system officially activated.

 

[mr. furley]

Ninja--FBG buddy system officially activated.

be safe out there

 

[Frostillicus]

Frosty>Space Twisters is about to come on Syfy. There's no way this is up to the level of Sharktopus, is there? It does have Mitch Pileggi in it.

I only watch the kind of crap that has a giant sea creature or two or a hybrid of some sort. Tornadoes in space don't interest me. Not realistic enough.

 

[Homer J Simpson]

Your army, I want to be in it

I wish I had a hipster friend to send this pic to. Oh wait, no I don't.

 

[Frostillicus]

I have an upstairs, first/business class, exit-row seat. This is the best possible seat one could get on any flight. I anticipate no fewer than three screaming babies surrounding me.Oh, and on the flight from Singapore to Tokyo, they started the flight by announcing it was the last flight for one of the flight attendants before retirement. I was sure we were going to die.NOW THE GUY IS TALKING ABOUT HIS POOP!

Upstairs?

 

[Homer J Simpson]

I'm too old to celebrate my birthday for 3 days. I'm only halfway through and I feel like I'm going to die. Just spent 24 hours with one of the twenty-somethings, dropped her at her house, came home and showered and have a date in 15 minutes. Tomorrow night more of the same. Ninja--FBG buddy system officially activated.

I wanna be you when I don't grow up.

 

[Homer J Simpson]

I'm getting after it tonight. Probable shot video in my empty bar around 2:30.

Gird your loins, there might be nudity.

 

[Marvin]

Your army, I want to be in it

I wish I had a hipster friend to send this pic to. Oh wait, no I don't.

 

[Frostillicus]

So this book and my wife are really compatible.

 

[Mr.Pack]

Flirted with disaster today. Mega amounts of beer last night, then Taco Bell, and this morning eggs.... All on top of a 4 hr car ride this morning.

Made it without incident.