The kid hangover, and time at the ballpark

As WordPress continues to recycle old prompts, I pulled another prompt from The Coffee Monsterz Co to respond to today

When do you feel most lonely and when do you feel most socially connected?

The Kid Hangover

Without a doubt, I feel less lonely when kid two goes back to his mom after being with me for either a weekend or a holiday break.

That first night, I wanna come back home, it’s the hardest. I definitely feel the “kid hangover“ at that point. Of course, I feel the same thing whenever I have to say goodbye to kid 1. The difference is that I see kid 1 less frequently than I see kid too. Of course, when I have both of them together for the holidays, then I have to say goodbye to both of them, that is especially difficult.

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It’s a difficult transition to go from being a full-time dad to single guy again. It has gotten easier for me over the years. In fact, I feel like I found a pretty good balance between “me time” and my “kid time“. But the goodbyes never get easier. There may be fewer tears now, but it still hurts.

In my element at the ballpark

For the life of me, I don’t know that I could tell you when I feel most social. If you’d ask me, 20, or even 10 years ago, I would probably tell you that I felt most social being at a concert or in a bar. Today, I guess I would probably say that I feel most social at a Detroit Tigers game. I’m happy to report that I will be attending my first Major league baseball game of the season this coming Wednesday.

I don’t pretend I know everything there is to know about baseball, but I like to think I’m a pretty social guy when I’m at a game. I like to have fun. I liked to at least engage in some small talk with the people sitting around me. Even when I’ve been at “Tigers Road games“ I try to make a point of keeping my ego in check and not getting too loud or too obnoxious.

Veronica and I went to see an Abba tribute band about a week and a half ago. It was at a bar, but I didn’t even get myself buzzed. We only danced during the very last song. I think sometimes with Veronica she’s a little bit more on the shy side, so I definitely have to be the one to initiate things. But I just don’t feel the need to get up and dance and cut loose and go crazy like I used to. Maybe that’s a sign of maturity, I’m really not sure.

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