You go through 2 bad jobs, land an okay job, but you don't live out your dream of being an editor for St. Martin's press because you chose marriage and family instead of a dream job in New York.
You buy a townhouse that is dark all the time next door to chainsmoking rednecks, and since it's California, you have a house and no fun. Because there is no money left for fun when you're a single income family in California. And your single income is earned by a woman with a B.A. in English.
I have two pairs of jeans that are wearing out at the inseam, by the crotch. My favorite two pairs of jeans (same style). I haven't bought yarn since Stitches. I've been finishing projects like crazy.
There are a lot of good things, so I shouldn't be unhappy, but when you feel lousy, all you can see is what your life could have been if you'd made better choices.
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