It’s pouring rain (well, was. Light drizzle as of right now) and I’m sitting on the couch watching Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I contemplated going out to drink, but my drinking buddy isn’t feeling well and I didn’t feel like being uncomfortable for 10-15 mins just for a beer. So I came home and washed the dishes and talked on the phone, per usual.
I could have gone to the gym and done something productive. Instead, I elected to get a JBC from Wendy’s with some fries. Freaking.Delicious. But now it’s 8, so wth am I going to do with the rest of my night??? Lay here?
And there lies the problem.
I feel like all I’ve done since Thanksgiving is lay on the couch somewhere and be a junkie. I’m barely eating, or eating mass quantities, or sleeping. One or the other. And that is pathetic.
So, I’ve been doing a lot of thinking. And I realized one thing: there’s SO much that I still haven’t done / learned to do. I’ve always considered myself blessed based partially on the fact that I’ve had the opportunity to travel the world and chase my dreams… But the more I think about it I realize that the time I’ve spent chasing my career and new opportunities kept me from accomplishing other “firsts” in my life. For example, I don’t know how to paddle board. I only speak English. I’ve never been snow boarding or hiking. I haven’t earned my MBA yet. And I don’t mean “kept” in a negative way, I just haven’t been able to.
Anyway. Aside from the MBA part, I’m boring as hell! LOL There’s plenty of outdoorsy things to do in California and I just have not embraced it yet. I do think, however, that most of the reason I haven’t is lack of people to come with. Sure, I could go rent a paddle board and get lessons, but even that is better when you have a partner.
Which brings me to my New Year’s Resolution #1 Stop being a vagina. I’m going to stop spending Saturday’s at home or at the Irish Bar and I’m going to explore.
Although I love the ego trips I sometimes get from going places by myself and telling people about it. (I was raised to be very independent. TBD if that’s a good or bad thing) Hopefully getting out and doing things solo won’t have an adverse afffect. For example, I’m already secretly terrified of actually devoting days to someone. This could possibly propel me in to further singledom. And that won’t be good. I already know.
^^ Ok, just realized all of that is invalid since I’m getting a roommate in February. Whew! She doesn’t know anyone here, I don’t think, so I’m definitely taking advantage of that.
And on that note.