I've been in a funk. That's my favorite way to describe whatever this is. I'm so bored! I don't know WHAT I'm bored with. I just know I'm bored. I'm losing interest in a lot of things. Thankfully, my husband isn't one of these things. But my job, where we live, what we do for fun.... I'm ready for something new. I don't want to change ALL of it, but I'd like to make little changes, one at a time.
Any suggestions on where I should start? No? Okay, no problem... I'll figure it out. My issue is that I love ideas, but I'm reality-challenged. I always thought of myself as a spontaneous, adventurous girl. But when I slow my brain down enough to actually think about moving somewhere else, or starting a new career.... *shudder*.... Andrew's been playing with lots of ideas that involve graduate school and moving elsewhere. This is what tells me that I might actually love where I live and what I do.
I smell, faintly, change in the air.... but does it smell like freshly baked confetti cake... or like green beans? I'll let you know when my cold is cleared up.


lol. you kill me girl. i get a case of the itchy feet (and i dont mean athlete's foot). you want something to liven up your life...i get it. thats when a new tattoo or piercing is my friend. CHANGE! we all crave it.
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