Youâ€™ve made me laugh again…over the course of a few relationships I remember multiple discussions about how ditching me at a dance for a bottle vodka was not okay, no he was not fun when plastered incoherent, and that three years together no longer qualified as â€˜casualâ€™…so I feel your pain. Quoting my second favorite advice columnist, â€˜Women are not reform schools.â€™ There is definitely a learning curve, but there is also a breaking point.
A FF friend of mine once told me that one of his proudest moments as a fire fighter (dedicated groundpounder) was watching his three-year old daughter slam her Barbie into the concrete sidewalk with a rousing â€œBoo-yah!â€. You might want to be careful with a daughter who likes things that build things…she might turn out to be an engineer (as a scientist with engineering tendencies, I know that engineers are very dangerous people).
Iâ€™ve seen some lovely watercolors of wildland fires done by an artist out of Taos…Iâ€™ll look around and see if I can find you a name.
I think youâ€™ve got the hardest row to hoe on the site at the moment…your SO needs to fish or cut bait. One thing you might be able to do to get the ball rolling would be to research winter-season jobs…Iâ€™d start with your local highways department. If your SO has quarry experience, heâ€™s probably got lots of applicable job skills, and around here snowplowing and road salting jobs pick up in the winter. It may not be the most thrilling stuff in the world, but if he wants to eat anything but peanut butter sandwiches and Ramen he can stick it through.
Nerd on the Fireline