Pressing Puzzles

The rumors are true; this is my 100th entry of my blog. It's funny because sometimes when you start something you never know how long things might last; in this case, this blog that I've been writing. The number one hundred seems to be one of those pinnacle moments in anything we might write or celebrate...like age or other things. Since I have Asperger's and I've mentioned on several posting that I'm a numbers guy so 100 to me can mean a lot of different things. Money, for example, only goes as high as 100 in dollars. As much as prices are on everything you would think that our government would introduce a higher bill, but no...100 dollars is the top of the heap. A newly elected President tends to be judged by the first 100 days in office; which started with Franklin Roosevelt. 100 is an even number and if you're at 100% then you are considered complete or at the max. I remember there was a rather interesting game show called “1 versus 100” were one contestant...

I was going to add this to a previous post about identity, but I felt it needed to be addressed all on its own. I realize having an identity crisis and living a life can run parallel, but I want to look at just existing. The first thing that made me think of this was when I had released our pet turtle. I'm not sure what bugs me more, letting her go or knowing that part of my routine has changed for good. I say that because when I would put the dogs to bed, I would then feed the turtle. It made me think about emotional attachments to animals and people. I find it hard to have any emotional attachments to people and animals, but it almost goes without saying the difficulty of living my life without some kind of attachment to the ones I love can make me feel very lonely. In a way it’s like a double edged sword when it comes to the ones you care about. I chose to be married to my wife and have children. Not everyone makes the same decision and that's perfectly fine, I mean...

I agree in many cases that " The love of Money is the root of all evil ". I'm not a big fan of money, of course I'm not rich, but believe it or not...it doesn't really matter. I didn't come into this world with money and when I leave...it's not going with me! The only irony in all of this is that my favorite color is green. It has been since I was a kid. ( But, it wasn't because of money .) I believe the issue I have the most about money is trying to keep everything organized as to bills that needed to be paid versus trying to purchase items that might be needed for the family. To be honest, my wife JaimeeAsperger's, I might miss or forget important details that could be critical to our budget. I did make an open observation that slapped me right in the face when I was given a credit card for me to use because we have to be careful about our funds at the current time. Little did I know that I ended up 'nickel and diming' myself right th...