Sundays Redux
I'm glad so many friends showed up to my birthday party last night. I had a great time, and felt surprisingly good this morning. I'm surprised that I made it as late as I did; blame it on good company.
I'm sitting in my bedroom writing this, internet radio playing in the background and feeling simultaneously content and a tad melancholic. I can't help but be happy that I got to spend great time with my friends last night, and having an almost finished bedroom and bathroom is a good feeling. After not having a full master bathroom for more than a month now, it's nice to have it back again. I'm also really digging on not having my clothes scattered all over the house while the closet was being worked on.
There's still more to do - decorating and more organizing - but that's all going to come together. I really enjoy the furniture. How I made it this long without really buying furniture is amazing. I suppose it's a combination of living in small places and really hating moving.
But those damn Sunday blues were with me all day. Once I finally motivated myself to get out of the house, that strange yet familiar feeling of being isolated from the rest of the world was along for the ride. I know it passes and don't take it too seriously, but it sure puts a damper on things.
I guess part of it is also that I'm disappointed, but not surprised, by someone. Tomorrow will be telling. I suppose I'll grab a few drinks after Krav. I can't help but feel like I've missed something in life. I'll be 36 tomorrow and wonder what I've actually accomplished. I'm sure many people think about these same things as they get older, so while I'm not terribly down about it, it's still a downer.
I guess I've played a lot of music, always been kept in moderately interesting employment, met lots of great people, and the last few years have seen me go from a couch potato to a decently compentent cyclist and a new interest in Krav has also helped get me in better shape. Still, I never moved overseas, and I still think that would be a good thing. I suppose it's all in my hands, so rather than mope, I should actively participate in shaping things to how I want them. Hm.
