Against My Better Judgment
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Husband. Father. A man with an extraordinary gift for undermining his own best intentions. Personal essays on sports, life, and marriage. New story every Monday. I think you'll relate.
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Against My Better Judgment: Do I Have ADD?
One day a few months ago, I told Mrs. Judgment that I would be going upstairs to clean our room. Six hours later, Mrs. Judgment grew concerned and came looking for me. When she arrived upstairs, she did not find a spotless room. Quite the opposite. She found me sitting on the bed typing away on my computer, most likely making my 100th budgeting spreadsheet, everything that was once on the closet floor had been moved to the bathroom floor, and papers that were once in my desk drawer were strewn all over the floor. Mrs. Judgment looked at me the way she sometimes does — with a combination of affection, concern, and the quiet patience of a woman who has seen this before. “Babe,” she said calmly, “I think you might have ADD.”
By Against My Better Judgment3 days ago in Humans
Against My Better Judgment: I Let My Dentist Talk Me Into Invisalign at 50
Against my better judgment, I got Invisalign at 50. I was reminded of this decision last Tuesday when my coworkers brought baked goods to a meeting. Carbohydrates are my weakness, and the taste of fresh baked sourdough bread and donuts would certainly get this meeting off to a great start. I then remembered the two pieces of plastic gripping tightly to my teeth. I remembered how difficult these pieces of plastic were to remove and how awkward it would be to stick my hands in my mouth to remove said pieces of plastic in a conference room filled with coworkers.
By Against My Better Judgment8 days ago in Humans
Against My Better Judgment: I Let My Wife Control My Sports Betting Account
"Babe, we need to talk." My wife looked at me the way she does when she is waiting for the other proverbial shoe to drop. I have seen that look a few times in our marriage, usually after I start the conversation with the words "Babe, we need to talk." This time, however, the news wouldn't be bad for anyone but me, for I had completely and totally blown up my gambling bankroll.
By Against My Better Judgment15 days ago in Humans
