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judecorpWhy is it that there are no easy solutions in life? Really, I just want a self-titled Book of Answers that could dictate my life. Or an accurate road map. Whatever.
When you get right down to it, the only definites in my life are that I want to spend it with my Jennifer and I would like it to involve children. Our children. Ideally I would like to do this in a house, but when push comes to shove, give me the baby and the house is optional. Higher up on the options list is a queer community in which we can raise our child(ren). That's not to say that we want to surround ourselves with a commune of queer mamas and drag the bambinos to 8709327427 pride parades, but it is definitely important to us that we raise our family somewhere that we can walk down the street as a family without causing a scene or inciting violence.
It's just all so frustrating, because we just go back and forth in discussions about our life together and there is just no simple path. To be able to afford children here, we would need to move someplace cheaper, like a suburb like or Quincy or Malden or Melrose, or heck, even further out. And that's great and all, rent-wise, but the beautiful lez-beans of Beantown congregate around the lovely JP or the schwank Davis Square. And I can say with all certainty that unless Divine Intervention happens, we cannot afford to live in either of these places and hope to spawn. Le suck.
It's all just so ridiculous and stressful. To think that we were in a better mindset and position to have children two years ago. Unbelievable.
When you get right down to it, the only definites in my life are that I want to spend it with my Jennifer and I would like it to involve children. Our children. Ideally I would like to do this in a house, but when push comes to shove, give me the baby and the house is optional. Higher up on the options list is a queer community in which we can raise our child(ren). That's not to say that we want to surround ourselves with a commune of queer mamas and drag the bambinos to 8709327427 pride parades, but it is definitely important to us that we raise our family somewhere that we can walk down the street as a family without causing a scene or inciting violence.
It's just all so frustrating, because we just go back and forth in discussions about our life together and there is just no simple path. To be able to afford children here, we would need to move someplace cheaper, like a suburb like or Quincy or Malden or Melrose, or heck, even further out. And that's great and all, rent-wise, but the beautiful lez-beans of Beantown congregate around the lovely JP or the schwank Davis Square. And I can say with all certainty that unless Divine Intervention happens, we cannot afford to live in either of these places and hope to spawn. Le suck.
It's all just so ridiculous and stressful. To think that we were in a better mindset and position to have children two years ago. Unbelievable.
