feather and stone balance

Sometimes I wonder if there is some great universal balancer whose job it is to make sure that nobody’s life stays too good for too long.

A month ago, I literally examined my life and found nothing to complain about. There weren’t even any small nuisances or annoyances that I was ignoring for the sake of happiness. I had a happy and healthy kid who loved me to death. I had my new and gorgeous partner in crime. My income was steady and nice. My health was perfect. I was content with who I was, and there wasn’t anyone in my personal life who wasn’t accepting of me and good to have there.

I could look anyone in the eyes and honestly tell them life was perfect for me. I wouldn’t have changed a thing.

And then for the past month it’s been big thing after big thing after big thing.

First my health went. I told you about the monster sores in the back of my throat. I wasn’t able to workout at the gym for a week and a half. I gained a couple pounds. I became lethargic and just felt gross and useless in general.

My good relationship with my fellow co-parents went downhill so fast a herd of rabid jaguars couldn’t have kept up with it. It has been a big mess.

Something weird happened with the ads on my site and for the first two weeks of April I lost a big chunk of my usual income.

There was a great big blow-up in my family and I somehow found myself at the center of it. I’m still not sure what exactly happened there.

I started getting all sorts of mean and nasty comments and emails surrounding my sexuality and my blogging. A couple people I really love and respected also started saying some pretty harsh things. Thus my little lash back post earlier this week.

A book thing I was banking on unexpectedly fell through.

And then, the last straw. Costco stopped selling my favorite snack bars.

Here is where things get funny.

I was at Costco yesterday, and I hadn’t even realized that all of this stuff was happening in my life and all at the same time. Yes, event by event I knew it was going on, but I hadn’t yet realized that they had all side-swiped me together the way they had.

Earlier in the day, I had gotten into it with Noah’s mom again. I thought things were finally mending and out of nowhere they got worse than ever.

And there I stood at Costco, staring at the place my favorite snack bars have been for years. I had already made the rounds several times. They were gone. Costco has a way of doing that to you.

And I just started laughing.

I was all alone. No one was with me. Some guy was walking by with giant trees on his push cart. A lady was to my right checking out the dark chocolate. And I just started laughing.

For some reason, as I stared at whatever new crap was in my snack bars’ place, annoyed beyond annoyed, everything hit me like a ton of bricks. The health problems. The ongoing battle with Noah’s other parents. The loss of income. The family blow-up. The escalating internet and personal life difficulty.


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Dan Pearce is an American born writer, photographer, and artist. His books include "The All-Important, Well-Fed, Giant White Man" and "The Real Dad Rules." He is best known for his blog (and supporting Facebook page) "Single Dad Laughing," with 2 million followers as of 2018.