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ost, the queen of the palace, the mother of my children, the Goddess who allows me to sleep in the same bed with her each night.Uh, except for last Wednesday when I shot off my mouth about a particularly foul-tasting dish she’d spent hours preparing.Note to self. The couch in the downstairs den is directly beneath an A/C vent. Next time bring a bigger blanket. Or better yet, keep your mouth shut and eat the damn food.Now that you have the definition (thanks to the lovely wife. Did I mention she’s a Goddess?) of hindsight and 20/20, then you’ll probably get my meaning when I say my hindsight needs glasses.See, hindsight being 20/20 is having the clarity to now understand popping off about your partner’s cooking may bring about a less than favorable event — like sleeping on the couch.Under an A/C vent.Without a blanket. When you’d much rather be sleeping in a comfortable bed next to your partner.That’s why I think my hindsight needs glasses. I should have been able to see what was going to happen before I opened my mouth, but the clarity of vision from the last time I did that was so foggy I couldn’t see it.How many times have we told ourselves, “wow, I should have seen that coming?” But we didn’t see it coming, did we? I, for one, believe it’s because, like me, other people’s hindsight needs corrective lenses too.True story.I remember the time I held my first daughter in my arms, examining her gorgeous inquisitive gaze, at the same time terrified, wondering how in the hell I was going to take care of her. First thought. “I love her so, ain’t she purty?” Second thought. “I knew I should have worn a condom.”See what I mean?Had my hindsight been 20/20, I should have realized my responsibilities as a father right then and there. I should have steeled myself for the realities of parenthood. But my hindsight was fuzzy, and at the time, all I could think about was how the hell I was going to take care of an innocent, and at the time, entirely codependent baby.Well, I figured it out. So I’ve got to say my hindsight must have been 20/20 at some point in my

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life. At least, I’d like to think it was. I can’t dismiss the fact, I’m still married to a wonderful wife and am blessed with four beautiful daughters, three of whom are raising children of their own.But the older I get, the more I realize my hindsight just ain’t as clear as it once was. Somehow the realizations of possibilities, requirements, and responsibilities which often should occur after an event in my life aren’t so clear.Most times, all I see is that shit just happens.I don’t take the time to analyze it, study it, plan for, or against it happening again. I take it, come what may; deal with it until I beat it or it beats me, and I move on.Maybe that’s not the way to do it, folks. Perhaps I need to have my hindsight checked and, if necessary, get some corrective glasses. With trial and error comes life lessons, but without your hindsight being 20/20 or hell, for the quick learners in the bunch, 20/15, these lessons are simply put, gonna hurt like hell.So, if you’re like me and your hindsight just isn’t as clear and focused as it once was, there’s probably time for all of us to get our vision checked. Hell, maybe a pair of <a href="https://www.warbyparker.com/?bidkw=warby%20parker%20glasses&dvc=c&network=g&mobile=&searchntwk=1&content=&creative=354061165387&adposition=&placement=&target=&keyword=warby%20parker%20glasses&matchtype=e&mkwid=s&pmt=e&pdv=c&product_category=&utm_source=google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=warby%20parker%20glasses&utm_campaign=newengen_-_Brand_l_DE1_fad6&cvo_campaign=newengen_-_Brand_l_DE1_fad6&cvo_adgroup=60979358373&utm_term=60979358373-kwd-297638087418&utm_content=354061165387&singular=124__g__1617319897__60979358373__354061165387&gclid=EAIaIQobChMI9vLVvcud6wIVDfDACh1U6QGMEAAYAyAAEgIIKvD_BwE">Warby Parker’s</a> is in our future.There’s no reason our hindsight can’t be corrected stylishly, right?<h1 id="78c1">Thank you so much for reading. You didn’t have to, but I’m certainly glad you did.</h1>Let’s keep in touch: [email protected]© P.G. Barnett, 2020. All Rights Reserved.</article></body>

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My Hindsight Actually Needs Glasses

It’s not 20/20 anymore

I don’t know when it happened. Hell, I don’t even know how it happened. It was like, I woke up this morning and discovered my hindsight was starting to get just as blurry as my normal vision (if you call having to wear bifocals or contacts, normal) already is.

Okay, hang on just a sec. Got a sidebar conversation with the missus going on here…

“Yes, dear? Yeah, I thought the title is pretty cool. What do you mean some of them won’t understand what hindsight being 20/20 is? Really? Yes, some of my readers live in other countries. What does that have to do with it? Seriously? Do I have to explain all that? Why don’t you write the damn story then? Right, you’re the storyteller. I’m the writer. Got it.”

Ahem.

Okay, for all you readers out there who don’t understand what I mean when I say hindsight is 20/20, here are the cliff notes. Taken from Dictionary.com, the definition of hindsight is:

Recognition of the realities, possibilities, or requirements of a situation, event, decision etc., after its occurrence.

Taken from a piece written by Celia Vimont in the American Academy of Ophthalmology:

“A person with 20/20 vision can see what an average individual can see on an eye chart when they are standing 20 feet away,” says Dr. McKinney. McKinney is an ophthalmologist and glaucoma specialist at Eye Health Northwest, Oregon City, Ore.

So, with blessings from the ruler of the roost, the queen of the palace, the mother of my children, the Goddess who allows me to sleep in the same bed with her each night.

Uh, except for last Wednesday when I shot off my mouth about a particularly foul-tasting dish she’d spent hours preparing.

Note to self. The couch in the downstairs den is directly beneath an A/C vent. Next time bring a bigger blanket. Or better yet, keep your mouth shut and eat the damn food.

Now that you have the definition (thanks to the lovely wife. Did I mention she’s a Goddess?) of hindsight and 20/20, then you’ll probably get my meaning when I say my hindsight needs glasses.

See, hindsight being 20/20 is having the clarity to now understand popping off about your partner’s cooking may bring about a less than favorable event — like sleeping on the couch.

Under an A/C vent.

Without a blanket. When you’d much rather be sleeping in a comfortable bed next to your partner.

That’s why I think my hindsight needs glasses. I should have been able to see what was going to happen before I opened my mouth, but the clarity of vision from the last time I did that was so foggy I couldn’t see it.

How many times have we told ourselves, “wow, I should have seen that coming?” But we didn’t see it coming, did we? I, for one, believe it’s because, like me, other people’s hindsight needs corrective lenses too.

True story.

I remember the time I held my first daughter in my arms, examining her gorgeous inquisitive gaze, at the same time terrified, wondering how in the hell I was going to take care of her. First thought. “I love her so, ain’t she purty?” Second thought. “I knew I should have worn a condom.”

See what I mean?

Had my hindsight been 20/20, I should have realized my responsibilities as a father right then and there. I should have steeled myself for the realities of parenthood. But my hindsight was fuzzy, and at the time, all I could think about was how the hell I was going to take care of an innocent, and at the time, entirely codependent baby.

Well, I figured it out. So I’ve got to say my hindsight must have been 20/20 at some point in my life. At least, I’d like to think it was. I can’t dismiss the fact, I’m still married to a wonderful wife and am blessed with four beautiful daughters, three of whom are raising children of their own.

But the older I get, the more I realize my hindsight just ain’t as clear as it once was. Somehow the realizations of possibilities, requirements, and responsibilities which often should occur after an event in my life aren’t so clear.

Most times, all I see is that shit just happens.

I don’t take the time to analyze it, study it, plan for, or against it happening again. I take it, come what may; deal with it until I beat it or it beats me, and I move on.

Maybe that’s not the way to do it, folks. Perhaps I need to have my hindsight checked and, if necessary, get some corrective glasses. With trial and error comes life lessons, but without your hindsight being 20/20 or hell, for the quick learners in the bunch, 20/15, these lessons are simply put, gonna hurt like hell.

So, if you’re like me and your hindsight just isn’t as clear and focused as it once was, there’s probably time for all of us to get our vision checked. Hell, maybe a pair of Warby Parker’s is in our future.

There’s no reason our hindsight can’t be corrected stylishly, right?

Thank you so much for reading. You didn’t have to, but I’m certainly glad you did.

Let’s keep in touch: [email protected]