I'm home and don't really want to be.
You know that feeling...
Get back from a wonderful trip that is about as opposite from "real life" as you can get. And now here I am. Back to reality, and rainy weather to boot.
I know I shouldn't complain about weather - I live in one of the most gorgeous spots on earth. But I'll whine anyways about it because we're not used to having rain! Yes, even in February! When I left it was even in the low 70's and sunny.
But not now. It chooses to be dreary and ugly, which is how I feel when I get back from vacation. Especially when it's so nice to escape my life and live someone elses reality for awhile.
I guess I need to figure out a way to get back!
Showing posts with label maybe someday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label maybe someday. Show all posts
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Home Alone
Let me preface this post with this: I really do love being home with my husband. There is nothing better than a nice evening at home, with the two of us, quality time.
Now to the real heart of it:
I used to love living alone. My place, my space...my dog...my books...my relaxing zone. But I've never been one to spend much time there. Just every once in awhile when I want to escape. Which was, at most, 1-2 hours a week. The rest of the time, I'm on the go - hiking, biking, socializing, swimming, running, jumping (ok, not really jumping...you get the picture).
Now fast forward to married life. We both live in (formerly)my super small house, with two super sized dogs. Which most of the time, I'm completely fine with.
Except for the fact that I can count on one hand (actually - two fingers) - the number of times I've been home alone. Yep, TWO. We've been married 15 months. I repeat for effect - alone TWO times!
My husband is just a 'home' person. He'd rather be there than hiking, biking, or doing any other activity that you might find me engaging in at any time that I'm not working. He could be happy staying there for a number of days on end. (And sidenote - in his unemployment, IS doing just that). And while I love that he is home most of the time, with open arms to welcome me, I have to admit that those few, few times that I get some 'home-alone' time there, I am just in love with it.
One of those times was last night, and I'm still on a natural high from it! (Nothing like a little deprivation to make you appreciate something). He has decided to take a class, so this not only happened last night, but will happen once a week for the next 4 months! If I do basic math correctly (which I should, as it is my profession), this equates to approximately 16 evenings that I have to enjoy this time. Yay!
So, I have set some basic (this is debatable) goals for myself in this time:
1. Learn Spanish (didn't say I wasn't ambitious!) - I now have Rosetta Stone, so I'm thinking this should take me...what, 3 evenings? ;)
2. Study for the MCAT. This could be a whole new post, but I'm toying with changing careers to something that is more fitting to me than an engineer. So I'm thinking a Doctor. Never too late to learn something new ;) (maybe I need even more luck for this one)
3. Learn to use less parenthesis in my writing. (...I didn't say this one would be easy either!)
Now to the real heart of it:
I used to love living alone. My place, my space...my dog...my books...my relaxing zone. But I've never been one to spend much time there. Just every once in awhile when I want to escape. Which was, at most, 1-2 hours a week. The rest of the time, I'm on the go - hiking, biking, socializing, swimming, running, jumping (ok, not really jumping...you get the picture).
Now fast forward to married life. We both live in (formerly)my super small house, with two super sized dogs. Which most of the time, I'm completely fine with.
Except for the fact that I can count on one hand (actually - two fingers) - the number of times I've been home alone. Yep, TWO. We've been married 15 months. I repeat for effect - alone TWO times!
My husband is just a 'home' person. He'd rather be there than hiking, biking, or doing any other activity that you might find me engaging in at any time that I'm not working. He could be happy staying there for a number of days on end. (And sidenote - in his unemployment, IS doing just that). And while I love that he is home most of the time, with open arms to welcome me, I have to admit that those few, few times that I get some 'home-alone' time there, I am just in love with it.
One of those times was last night, and I'm still on a natural high from it! (Nothing like a little deprivation to make you appreciate something). He has decided to take a class, so this not only happened last night, but will happen once a week for the next 4 months! If I do basic math correctly (which I should, as it is my profession), this equates to approximately 16 evenings that I have to enjoy this time. Yay!
So, I have set some basic (this is debatable) goals for myself in this time:
1. Learn Spanish (didn't say I wasn't ambitious!) - I now have Rosetta Stone, so I'm thinking this should take me...what, 3 evenings? ;)
2. Study for the MCAT. This could be a whole new post, but I'm toying with changing careers to something that is more fitting to me than an engineer. So I'm thinking a Doctor. Never too late to learn something new ;) (maybe I need even more luck for this one)
3. Learn to use less parenthesis in my writing. (...I didn't say this one would be easy either!)
Friday, January 23, 2009
Just a little bit
OK, I hate to complain, but...
(Isn't that a funny phrase. People use that all the time. I hate to ...(insert action that you are about to do here)...then promptly negate all use of the word 'hate', by inserting a 'but' and proceeding to actually participate in whatever you supposedly 'hate')
So, anyways. Here I go, being a hypocrit and complaining...
I'm tired of my knee & toe hurting. There, I said it. I complained. Phew. It's off my shoulders.
I don't want to write about boring things, and reduce the even small number of people who happen to swing by...and I'm just under the assumption that my own knee and toe pain is one of those things that would not exactly be the most enticing piece of news out there on the internet.
But (there I go again), people - it hurts! My knee! My toe! Ouch! I used to do triathlons, and be fairly competetive at them actually! And I haven't run in OVER TWO YEARS! I just realized this fact on the New Year when I realized Jesse & I were celebrating two years together. Two years when I have, in fact, not run. Over a half mile, that is...which I'm pretty sure nothing under 2 miles or so counts as a "run" anyways.
And now it has not only spread to running, but to wearing heels. And that is when I say - enough is enough. I must fix this. So, probably five or six doctor's appointments later, here I am. Not much better off than I was, except for having seen five or six new doctors.
And still no running. Or heels. In fact, they've come up with the brilliant idea to take "three weeks off, and see how it is".
Ummm...did I mention that I've taken TWO YEARS OFF. And ANOTHER THREE WEEKS isn't going to do jack for helping me out? Do you think they listen?
Ugh.
Ok - that wasn't complaining "just a little bit". That was a lot. Sorry. Thanks for letting me vent. And now I'll go ride my bike...again...with no running and no heels...yet.
(Isn't that a funny phrase. People use that all the time. I hate to ...(insert action that you are about to do here)...then promptly negate all use of the word 'hate', by inserting a 'but' and proceeding to actually participate in whatever you supposedly 'hate')
So, anyways. Here I go, being a hypocrit and complaining...
I'm tired of my knee & toe hurting. There, I said it. I complained. Phew. It's off my shoulders.
I don't want to write about boring things, and reduce the even small number of people who happen to swing by...and I'm just under the assumption that my own knee and toe pain is one of those things that would not exactly be the most enticing piece of news out there on the internet.
But (there I go again), people - it hurts! My knee! My toe! Ouch! I used to do triathlons, and be fairly competetive at them actually! And I haven't run in OVER TWO YEARS! I just realized this fact on the New Year when I realized Jesse & I were celebrating two years together. Two years when I have, in fact, not run. Over a half mile, that is...which I'm pretty sure nothing under 2 miles or so counts as a "run" anyways.
And now it has not only spread to running, but to wearing heels. And that is when I say - enough is enough. I must fix this. So, probably five or six doctor's appointments later, here I am. Not much better off than I was, except for having seen five or six new doctors.
And still no running. Or heels. In fact, they've come up with the brilliant idea to take "three weeks off, and see how it is".
Ummm...did I mention that I've taken TWO YEARS OFF. And ANOTHER THREE WEEKS isn't going to do jack for helping me out? Do you think they listen?
Ugh.
Ok - that wasn't complaining "just a little bit". That was a lot. Sorry. Thanks for letting me vent. And now I'll go ride my bike...again...with no running and no heels...yet.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Maybe Someday...
...I'll ACTUALLY be better at this 'marriage' thing, rather than thinking I am one day, and flat out stinking the next.
...I'll get tired of hiking with my dogs - but no time soon.
...I'll actually decide to listen to my Rosetta Stone and follow-through with my goal of learning Spanish.
...I'll follow my heart on a real career that is also a passion.
...I'll be not just happy, but content, with an entire day.
...I'll get tired of hiking with my dogs - but no time soon.
...I'll actually decide to listen to my Rosetta Stone and follow-through with my goal of learning Spanish.
...I'll follow my heart on a real career that is also a passion.
...I'll be not just happy, but content, with an entire day.
Friday, May 30, 2008
Most Inspirational
I’d say that it changed my life, but I haven’t done anything yet to back up that fact. So it will have to suffice to say that it has changed my perspective on life.
http://www.threecupsoftea.com/Intro.php
You should definitely read it yourself because any commentary I write will not do it justice. It will give you a new perspective on education, gender roles, poverty, conflict, and war.
Whoa, that just made it sound depressing. It's not.
Let me rephrase. It will give you hope in humanity. It makes peace seem like a reality instead of an ideal. It is only depressing that governments around the world don't seem to embrace this concept as effectively as individuals like the author. Maybe it helps that I heard him speak the other evening, but I still think the book will speak for itself.
So, please. Go read. If not for you, for the children around the world that don’t have the opportunity to even learn to.
http://www.threecupsoftea.com/Intro.php
You should definitely read it yourself because any commentary I write will not do it justice. It will give you a new perspective on education, gender roles, poverty, conflict, and war.
Whoa, that just made it sound depressing. It's not.
Let me rephrase. It will give you hope in humanity. It makes peace seem like a reality instead of an ideal. It is only depressing that governments around the world don't seem to embrace this concept as effectively as individuals like the author. Maybe it helps that I heard him speak the other evening, but I still think the book will speak for itself.
So, please. Go read. If not for you, for the children around the world that don’t have the opportunity to even learn to.
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Maybe Someday...
- I'll finally go to graduate school to study something I actually want to learn about.
- I'll drink enough water to be fully hydrated
- I'll love more unconditionally
- I'll be in a World Series of Poker
- I'll learn to communicate with my husband effectively
- I'll stop being angry inside. Or outside.
- I'll work out and eat healthy every day.
- I'll be able to give back as much as I've taken
- I'll pray more
- I'll take my Nana to Venezuela
- I'll have an unshakable faith
- I'll go home after work with no expectations
- I'll decide that someday is today
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