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A-hole


 "Are we a$$ holes?"  

It's not a question I'd ever thought about before, and my knee jerk reaction to my husband's query was, "Of course not."  

But then he made his case for why we might be, and I thought, "We might be."  Which is a real bummer because it's something I've never aspired to.  

There was that moment in middle school when I definitely was.  (Melissa Rollins, if you're out there, I still owe you an apology.)  There was also that time in high school...once or twice in college, definitely a handful of moments in my first teaching job, one or two I can point to in my second job, and in my marriage...okay, so there might be a bit of a history there after all.  But it wasn't intentional.  I've never been an intentional a$$ hole.  

So now we are at a bit of a crossroads.  Having determined that we are perhaps the problem in our lives, do we own it and become intentional  a$$ holes or try to fix it?  I mean, Ross has always aspired to be a grumpy old man in his golden years.  We could just start now, but we were kind of hoping to begin that chapter after the kids graduate.  

It's a tough call.  

While we marinate a little longer on the pros and cons, please feel free to call us out so we can decide if we want to fix it or if we are going to settle in and just own it. 

If you want to know the nitty gritty details of what made Ross ask the question in the first place...too bad.  

I will say this, anytime there is a series of moments or events that make you feel like " the people" aren't for you, then maybe, just maybe it's you and not the people.  Maybe.  Maybe you're an a-hole too.  

Cheers!

  

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