World's are gonna collide. Sometime, somewhere, there is going to be chaos at Casa de Ted.
On one side is 10 hour work days, a loving wife, 3 beautiful kids, and a list of chores a mile long.
On the opposing bench? Red Sox games, blogger, Facebook, and a desire for some free time.
Just like George Costanza once had to deal with it, I'm about to experience world's colliding; and it ain't gonna be pretty.
I've put it off like the UN sanctions against Iraq held off the inevitable; one day soon I'm gonna have to pick one side or the other.
Obviously, I'm picking Ang and the kids.
Although it's a good thing it's August and not April when I have to make this decision. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure all bets would be off. At least until the World Series ended.
It's a shame "Leave it to Beaver" and "The Walton's" never prepared us for stuff like this.
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