So I have a little free time (on a weekend where I made a commitment to lay low and recharge the batteries), why not just let loose on here for a little bit. No criticism of sports teams, no smart-ass wisecracks, just me and the keyboard, with half a Miller Lite next to the mouse.
It’s been an odd spring. With this mediocre weather, which may be me being nice, I’ve yet to really get out and have fun this spring. I jokingly commented that if I hadn’t played any golf by the time The Masters tournament concluded, I’d leave my clubs in storage and just get the membership at Anytime Fitness the Monday after the tournament ended. Well, I played nine holes that Saturday, so I’m going to technically call it a round, so sorry ladies, you won’t see a great physique on me for the 28th consecutive year.
About a week and a half ago, someone paid me a compliment which made me instantly depressed. It’s that I was too smart to be working where I am. Many times in the past few years, I’ve thought that, but for someone to say that to my face, it just put me in an instant funk. I told this to several other people and some agreed with this person’s sentiments, that I should get out and start on a real future. Maybe they’re right. I’ve wanted to find that motivation, and maybe those words were the key to get the hamster in my brain to start running on the wheel again. Then again, those close to me probably thought I’d get back on the right track after my last relationship ended, and well…same job, same apartment, just a healthier bank account is all I can report. Not acceptable, for me.
So there. I finally decided to post some real text on here instead of a random Instagram photo. Think there may be some good things happening this summer, and definitely in the fall. Hope this didn’t bore the few people that read this.
The beer’s empty now.