Whatever I do, he can do better (I believe this is attributable to the musical Annie Get Your Gun).
I have mentioned the zig zagging that winds up hi-jacking every narrative.
When I think I have a path out of a delusional trip that we’re on, I need to pause. It’s easy to let self congratulations make an early appearance. Disappointment is likely around the bend.
That said, I began wondering if embracing the delusion wouldn’t make us both happier.
For instance, there are all these damned wives. Burt will often say, “You’re going to like her.” I fight this notion (probably on neo Puritan grounds). What if my response were “bet I will!”?
There, I already feel better.
this is our life 