Reposted from the main thread.
Aaand I'm back.
*AFTER* an epiphany.(sp? I really don't know)
I went to work softball game. I was late because my DS8 had baseball practice that went late. I arrived at softball at 6:18 for a 6:00 game. Yes, I was late. My team is up to bat when I arrive, and "The Skip" says, "Oh, we don't need you. You're too late to play."
you, skip!
Man, I was p*ssed. With 4 kids, and a DW that starts teaching evenings in June, I'm only up to play in 4 of the 12 games anyway, and I'm told to leave. That sucks.
Then I consider the facts: I'm 32 with 4 little ones. 2 guys are OLDER than me with kids that are younger than mine (but fewer of them). The remaining 6 girls and 7 guys are single 20-somethings. So, aside from softball, I don't have anything In common with my teammates.
(*Extrapalating out, I don't have anything in common with my work-mates, either)
Then, my epiphany: Growing up, I didn't look like my dad or mom or brother (see my TR for photos) and had to have my own children so someone would look like me. At work, nothing in common with anyone my age, and the Older associates naturally have older children.
So, why am I upset that I don't have things in common with people that don't have the things I have? A DW that still likes me and has a PhD, 4 munchkins, and 5 trips to WDW under my belt. I really shouldn't be! THEY should be jealous of ME, not the other way around. Now I feel better. Thanks for listening.