I spent the long weekend at my sister’s house because I wanted a change of pace and didn’t want to sit around the house by myself. After some discussion with my sister, we could clearly see the proverbial greener grass on the other side.
I desperately wanted to be around people and noise and commotion. She, on the other hand, would have preferred to visit my house while I was away and enjoy some quiet solitude watching “girl” shows on TV (she is the only girl in her house of 5) and not loading the dishwasher 2-3 times per day.
So I visited and she stayed amongst the commotion of video games, children’s singing toys, and my oldest nephew’s latest whining phase. I very much enjoyed the company. I didn’t spend any time alone other than when I was sleeping. In fact, it seemed each night after I had already gone to bed, one or both of my nephews were on the bed with me or my sister was sitting on the bed continuing the never-ending conversations we have. It was wonderful.
Then I came home. The transition was very difficult. For some reason, I haven’t been super social lately and have really gotten tired of being by myself. I live alone, eat alone, sleep alone, walk alone, and after a while it gets old. So I’ve resorted to watching television…other than Seinfeld. Shocker, I know. But that also adds “watch TV alone” to my list.
But now I’m determined to get busy and plan some activities for myself. I’ve got at least 4 of the next 8-10 weekends planned. Things are looking up.
Ok, be honest here…really this is all stemming from the fact that for the first time in my life (since age 15) I’m only working one job. When I was still in school working 4 part-time jobs, I remember thinking it would be like the pasture of plenty. But right now it seems like I’m on a dry lot looking towards a field of multiple jobs and super long hours like it’s a meadow of Bluegrass. I guess the grass is always greener…so I’ll quit whining.
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