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The unavoidable
2025-09-16
There is a great deal in this life that I'd prefer to avoid, the unruly expectations and actions that you'd much rather run behind a black screen to scream about the injustice. An example would be having to do such terrible things like unclogging a sink drain when a plumber isn't available. I've done this, and I get why plumbers are paid well, to take on these dirty jobs.
Having to face your significant other, after you've purposefully and selfishly neglected that partner would surely top the list for many. It means their disapproving eye and finger will be on high alter, wagging itself in front of your face, to surely be followed by numerous pronouncements, such as "I thought you loved me," and "How could you do this to me?" and the best of them all, "I thought I knew you." Sometimes, however, in the act of asserting your individuality, you have to neglect your significant other to pursue your individual self but there is always a price to pay. Always.
What begins as an unavoidable thing can, if you're lucky, end by bringing two people closer together. Let us all agree that make-up sex is fabulously wonderful when it's right on the money. However, the list of the unavoidable is long and varied and will forever haunt your life because not every aspect of being human is supposed to be a sweet-tasting lollipop. Some of the things worth avoiding are like cling-wrap and once packaged around your life, the unavoidable things remind you just who is in charge. And it's not you. You are just the part-time boss.
Cleaning your living quarters, day in and day out, week in and week out, every month of every year, every minute dust collects and insects inspect the grounds for tiny morsels of food that have dropped from your mismanaging hands. I hate cleaning. I hate dirt even more, such as sheets that can stand up on their own, and rarely if ever get washed. The idea of developing a long-term skin rash, like scabies as one example (think of France in the 17th & 18th Centuries) due to not bathing regularly or from sleeping in the same dirty sheets all the time. I kid you not. One time, I went to inspect a potential apartment to help a friend find a new place. We walked into the unit, when the owner wasn't home, and both of us were aghast at the horrible state of this person's place.
It's a dirty job to have to clean up the mess made by someone else, much less your own. But this is one of the dirty elements to avoid the repercussions of not living cleanly, so this element of your life would qualify as an unavoidable... at least for me it does. Clearly, and based on the example I just cited, not everyone feels this way. To all those men out there, who might pride themselves on being a catch, lemme tell ya that you'll be judged by her for living like a slob. She or he will. Guarantee it.
The dirtiest job at work cannot and should not be avoided as easily as you can at home. Somewhere in the corporate world, there's a manager out there who will look to the busiest person and assign the worst task to them because after all, if you want to get something done you naturally give it to the busiest person. Similarly, it would be easier to avoid having to balance your budget and let the quarters watch after the dollars but you have to complete this task if you want to stay ahead of the ever-present bills, yet another aspect of life I wish I could avoid.
The unavoidable for me now, at this point in time in my life, is two-fold: to continue writing my eighth novel and to simultaneously remain focused on my full-time job, much as I wish I could throw off these shackles. There's still much I want to do, and writing doesn't pay the bills on the same level that a regular paycheck does, for the time being. Blink and things change. Blink twice and you change. I'd happily become a full-blown flower child and live every day in complete mystery, not having any idea what, whom or why because I don't want to have to be pinned down. Yet, this is just silly talk. No one can avoid having to work unless they're independently wealthy. And take it from me... I've supported many Executives in my working life, and they are some of the busiest and wealthiest of persons, and perhaps not so coincidentally some of the unhappiest of people too. Money doesn't buy you happiness, I'm told, though it sure does feel better to have some, than none at all.
You simply cannot avoid your life or the necessities in life that force you to do the things you don't want to do. Imagine what it must feel like for a new mother and father who after waking up several times each night, for six months up to one year, then give birth to a second child only to start the process all over again — shitty diapers, crying and crying and more crying. How do you avoid the one you love? How do you avoid the responsibilities of caring for the helpless?
Having to face your significant other, after you've purposefully and selfishly neglected that partner would surely top the list for many. It means their disapproving eye and finger will be on high alter, wagging itself in front of your face, to surely be followed by numerous pronouncements, such as "I thought you loved me," and "How could you do this to me?" and the best of them all, "I thought I knew you." Sometimes, however, in the act of asserting your individuality, you have to neglect your significant other to pursue your individual self but there is always a price to pay. Always.
What begins as an unavoidable thing can, if you're lucky, end by bringing two people closer together. Let us all agree that make-up sex is fabulously wonderful when it's right on the money. However, the list of the unavoidable is long and varied and will forever haunt your life because not every aspect of being human is supposed to be a sweet-tasting lollipop. Some of the things worth avoiding are like cling-wrap and once packaged around your life, the unavoidable things remind you just who is in charge. And it's not you. You are just the part-time boss.
Cleaning your living quarters, day in and day out, week in and week out, every month of every year, every minute dust collects and insects inspect the grounds for tiny morsels of food that have dropped from your mismanaging hands. I hate cleaning. I hate dirt even more, such as sheets that can stand up on their own, and rarely if ever get washed. The idea of developing a long-term skin rash, like scabies as one example (think of France in the 17th & 18th Centuries) due to not bathing regularly or from sleeping in the same dirty sheets all the time. I kid you not. One time, I went to inspect a potential apartment to help a friend find a new place. We walked into the unit, when the owner wasn't home, and both of us were aghast at the horrible state of this person's place.
It's a dirty job to have to clean up the mess made by someone else, much less your own. But this is one of the dirty elements to avoid the repercussions of not living cleanly, so this element of your life would qualify as an unavoidable... at least for me it does. Clearly, and based on the example I just cited, not everyone feels this way. To all those men out there, who might pride themselves on being a catch, lemme tell ya that you'll be judged by her for living like a slob. She or he will. Guarantee it.
The dirtiest job at work cannot and should not be avoided as easily as you can at home. Somewhere in the corporate world, there's a manager out there who will look to the busiest person and assign the worst task to them because after all, if you want to get something done you naturally give it to the busiest person. Similarly, it would be easier to avoid having to balance your budget and let the quarters watch after the dollars but you have to complete this task if you want to stay ahead of the ever-present bills, yet another aspect of life I wish I could avoid.
The unavoidable for me now, at this point in time in my life, is two-fold: to continue writing my eighth novel and to simultaneously remain focused on my full-time job, much as I wish I could throw off these shackles. There's still much I want to do, and writing doesn't pay the bills on the same level that a regular paycheck does, for the time being. Blink and things change. Blink twice and you change. I'd happily become a full-blown flower child and live every day in complete mystery, not having any idea what, whom or why because I don't want to have to be pinned down. Yet, this is just silly talk. No one can avoid having to work unless they're independently wealthy. And take it from me... I've supported many Executives in my working life, and they are some of the busiest and wealthiest of persons, and perhaps not so coincidentally some of the unhappiest of people too. Money doesn't buy you happiness, I'm told, though it sure does feel better to have some, than none at all.
You simply cannot avoid your life or the necessities in life that force you to do the things you don't want to do. Imagine what it must feel like for a new mother and father who after waking up several times each night, for six months up to one year, then give birth to a second child only to start the process all over again — shitty diapers, crying and crying and more crying. How do you avoid the one you love? How do you avoid the responsibilities of caring for the helpless?
