Between gasps of air, and overcoming the fear of passing out, I attempted to speak to my fellow "tied-down" buddy Jacob Thomas during our recent racquetball game. School has finally let out here at Utah State University, and this has led to a great list of events that Jake and I have been engulfing ourselves into: Dr. Mario, racquetball, more Dr. Mario, discussions about politics, discussions about our LDS missions, Dr. Mario again, Golden Corral, watching sports... the list has indeed been as splendid as it sounds, but there has been something on my mind throughout the whole time.
"Jake," I panted, then paused waiting for my head to stop pulsing like a dang stereo sub-woofer and for my eyes to regain their purpose of seeing. "I feel like a schmoe. I mean, Em's working full-time and I'm just sittin' around with you all day, hoping that I'll get another advertising job. I don't know about myself, man."
Jake is facing practically the same situation as me, but on a lower level; his girlfriend of two months is working full-time during the break just like Em, with Jake's job with the school taking a halt. With a shrug of his shoulders and a giant swing at the blue racquetball, Jake muttered, "Eh, that's how it goes in a college marriage, man. It'll flip around one day, though, when you're all graduated, bringin' home the bacon. Then she'll be the one at home."
The racquetball bounced off the wall and slapped me right in my marriage-grown stomach. A smile cracked across my face as my mouth vomited out the words that immediately came from my mind: "You're right, brotha! It's just backwards right now... one day, I'll be the man again."
I'm way grateful that Em is working full-time, however. She is tearing it up at Impact Cash Systems, to boot! Not to honk our own horn or anything, but Em is at the top of her team in the collections division. I'm pretty dang proud of her, and grateful she works so hard. The only problem? Well... with school being out and the lack of advertising jobs that I have been invited on, Mondays through Fridays 7 AM to 3 PM are straight up BRUTAL for the Dave, as the above picture shows. Heck, I get so bored I even take strange pictures of our home. I even busted out an old toothbrush and started scrubbing the cracks in the bathroom for heaven's sake. Sure, Jake comes over quite a bit and that helps. After a dozen or so games of Dr. Mario, we finally turn the thing off and try to think logically, typically unsuccessfully, through blood-shot eyes. Em always knows how much "D-Mizzle" (as Jake and I call it) we played that day when she looks into my eyes. Some days I feel pathetic, but other days I'm pretty dang proud to be able to tell her that I was the Dr. Mario King for the day.
On a brighter note, Christmas is almost here! Next week, I'm taking Em down to Salt Lake and we're going to see Temple Square and the lights, stay at the downtown Hilton (thank goodness for priceline!) and then we're off to New Mexico for Christmas. We're pretty dang excited for our first Christmas together, and there's no doubt that it will be the best Christmas ever... even if things are a little "backwards" right now.
Merry Christmas!
3 comments:
Hey, I gotta admit, (coming from an art major) that picture is actually pretty cool. As my photography teacher would say, it's very dynamic and interesting. Honestly. But ya, I'm sure things will turn around soon enough for ya. Good to hear things are going good for you guys!
I think you are a great writer Dave! Andrew is in a similar situation as you... We both work at the school so we are unemployed right now, but I make more than him AND work more hours, so he feels your pain. See you guys soon!
I'm proud of Em too. That's so great. I'm glad she likes her job!
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