The Two Year Road Home for Christmas - You get what you pay for

Well it's the season of what i don't know of. It's Christmas yes, but as I peer into the Hermit Crab Shell of my home, anything alive may have left or died. It's cold here. lonely, boring and surreal. This is going to be short as nothing happens around here. Everyone is not sad or happy, just missing life flying by. Fucking computers and games and phones and TVs. What about life, nature, experiences, failures, love and adventure. Even if the adventure is a discussion into how the other person is feeling. Hi, i love you, how was your day, what is your schedule tomorrow or whatever. I sit in the living room and watch everyone go to their prospective corners, close their doors and lay on beds or sit in front of a computer. This is better than not seeing my kids regular. I am the bread winner by over 1000%, I do 90% of the cooking, cleaning, shopping pick ups and deliveries and drive back and forth to schools. Well you get what you pay for they say..............