When did my life become so boring?
I was catching up with an old friend tonight and realized I had nothing to say. It’s not as if I can’t hold a conversation; I read, I’m opinionated, I have the gift of gab. But talking about my own life, there was nothing to say! House? Same place. Job? Boring. Health? Not discussing it with anyone but close friends, family, and you many anonymous readers. Dating? Barely, and no one interesting. Big activities? None (I don’t feel up to it.) So what’s new? Nothing worth discussing.
I hate that my health is running my life. It was always there, always present, always a part of my life, but it was just a part. Now it feels like the main attraction. I need to get some balance back. Today I emailed a friend about going out together with some friends of hers. There are many single guys. Maybe that could be a start. A few decent dates could provide a break in the monotony. And maybe the new job will come through. That would be amazing. So I’m trying. I’m really trying. But in the meantime, I feel like the most boring person at the party.
2012 better be a hell of a lot better than 2011!
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