Midlife Crises
Uncle Google says a midlife crises is something that occurs between the age of 40-60.
I’m prime property for such, the way it appears.
He says symptoms may include depression, remorse, or intense anxiety.
He also says it is largely psychological.
In my case, I was blind sided with intense anxiety that probably turned me into the psychological mess I am today.
As near as I can tell, my crises had it’s origins in a comfortable house located on Buggs Ferry road in rural Mississippi.
And to pin it down even closer, I think the process started about the time we were being served dessert.
Because dessert was the same menu as we had last time.
And I distinctly remembered the serious trust issues I encountered when I sank my teeth in dessert the last time.
Last time, the ice cream looked just as good is it did this time; Well, maybe not quite as good because this time it was home made.
And last time, the chocolate sauce had a thick saccharine look to it that had me watching it all the way around the table as it made it’s way to me.
I spooned an extra amount of it on my ice cream, last time.
And I set myself up for my first bite.
I simply couldn’t believe my first bite.
It looked so much like chocolate, but it tasted so much like peanut butter.
So, here came the ice cream this time.
And this time, I very warily watched as the chocolate sauce made its way around the table to me.
And I heard myself saying, “This stuff gives me trust issues.”
And I heard very much laughter.
Whereupon the host said he and his lovely wife had discussed how to do the chocolate sauce, with me in mind, and had decided not to subject me to such purgatory again.
But here is the problem.
I really liked the chocolate sauce they served the second time.
And if I’m not careful, I’m going to say that I almost like it better than the chocolate sauce that my good wife and lovely daughter make, the same chocolate sauce which I have vaunted through the years as superior to all other chocolate sauce.
Like I said, I’m afraid I’m in a midlife crisis.
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So maybe the good taste the second time was all psychological beings you were prepared for disappointment. Therefore if you go with that you can still call the wife’s and sweet daughter’s the best.
There is more than a psychological edge. The stuff stacks up but doesn’t let on it does, so you get more for your helping’s worth.
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