I don't even know
It's been a good weekend, I think. Right? I mean, lots of good things have happened, so why do I feel just kind of...empty?
Friday night we watched the hockey game on TV. Lauren has turned into a major hockey fan, and wants to watch all the games. I don't mind. It's fun. We invited a friend to come over and watch with us, ordered some pizza, and enjoyed each others' company while watching the game. Lauren's parents came over late that night, after the game had ended and things were winding down. They're moving in with us for about a week (less, actually). We already have a room ready for them, so there wasn't much for them to do other than bring some clothes, which they did that night.
The next day we went to Burleson, TX. My brother-in-law's mother-in-law (I don't know if there's a word to simplify her relation to me) is Chinese and she was wanting to cook a big feast for the extended family. So we did that. And afterwards, we went over to the house of the same friend from Friday night. And watched more hockey. And we cooked for her and her husband, even though we were both stuffed from earlier. And then we watched The Importance of Being Earnest, and a good time was had.
Today (Sunday) was quieter. We slept in a bit, then even after getting up, we just stayed in for a bit and enjoyed the quiet. Lauren's parents had stayed Saturday night at the relative's house, but would be back Sunday. We ended up going to an upscale grocery store and stocking up on ingredients. I made poutine, partly as a nod to Canadian Thanksgiving, which is tomorrow. And for dinner, Lauren made homemade french onion soup from scratch. I got to spend several hours playing one of my video games, and again, a good time was had.
But right now, I don't feel happy. I don't feel sad. I just don't really feel. And I don't know why. I don't have to work tomorrow. I've had a great weekend, I think. I should be happy and relaxed, but I'm just not. I miss my family. I miss my friends (maybe not the one I saw Friday and Saturday, but overall). I feel like the world is passing me by, and I don't know what to do about it. I feel uncomfortably torn between my responsibilities as a husband, a son-in-law, an employee, and whatever else I happen to be. So even when I do have good experiences, I still feel empty. And I don't like it. :(
Friday night we watched the hockey game on TV. Lauren has turned into a major hockey fan, and wants to watch all the games. I don't mind. It's fun. We invited a friend to come over and watch with us, ordered some pizza, and enjoyed each others' company while watching the game. Lauren's parents came over late that night, after the game had ended and things were winding down. They're moving in with us for about a week (less, actually). We already have a room ready for them, so there wasn't much for them to do other than bring some clothes, which they did that night.
The next day we went to Burleson, TX. My brother-in-law's mother-in-law (I don't know if there's a word to simplify her relation to me) is Chinese and she was wanting to cook a big feast for the extended family. So we did that. And afterwards, we went over to the house of the same friend from Friday night. And watched more hockey. And we cooked for her and her husband, even though we were both stuffed from earlier. And then we watched The Importance of Being Earnest, and a good time was had.
Today (Sunday) was quieter. We slept in a bit, then even after getting up, we just stayed in for a bit and enjoyed the quiet. Lauren's parents had stayed Saturday night at the relative's house, but would be back Sunday. We ended up going to an upscale grocery store and stocking up on ingredients. I made poutine, partly as a nod to Canadian Thanksgiving, which is tomorrow. And for dinner, Lauren made homemade french onion soup from scratch. I got to spend several hours playing one of my video games, and again, a good time was had.
But right now, I don't feel happy. I don't feel sad. I just don't really feel. And I don't know why. I don't have to work tomorrow. I've had a great weekend, I think. I should be happy and relaxed, but I'm just not. I miss my family. I miss my friends (maybe not the one I saw Friday and Saturday, but overall). I feel like the world is passing me by, and I don't know what to do about it. I feel uncomfortably torn between my responsibilities as a husband, a son-in-law, an employee, and whatever else I happen to be. So even when I do have good experiences, I still feel empty. And I don't like it. :(