Stuff N Stuff
Well I won't even give the obligatory comment that I don't update enough because I sound like a broken record.
In any case, things have been going all right since I last wrote. My life seems to be a big routine, with little events and excitements thrown in to keep myself from being completely bored. I guess I'm still getting used to the M-F, weekends off thing that I have now. Because really, when I think about it, the last time I had that routine was my senior year of high school. Which was, oh, 13 years ago and the fact that it was that long ago makes me feel kinda old.
Speaking of age, I have another birthday coming up (my 31st for those not keeping track). This year it is much less a big deal than my 30th of course. I think for the first time I really don't want to get older, as each year now brings me closer to 40, which freaks me out so much I don't want to think about it. Unfortunately, as is my custom, I focus on all the things I haven't done in 31 years rather than the things I have accomplished. So in an attempt to break out of that mold I shall try to list good things I have done this past year: I have a new job which is more rewarding, I still have a great, solid relationship, I have a nice apartment, Amy and I now collectively make enough money that we can now splurge every once in awhile, I still have great family and friends. Those are wonderful things, but somehow it's never enough. Chalk it up to the strive for perfection that was instilled in me at an early age. Damn that very German way of parenting.
Back to the positives, tonight to celebrate the impending birthday event, I will be going out with Amy and some friends. Nothing too fancy, just dinner and drinks and cake. I guess the novelty of getting drunk has grown thin. That and it will probably take twice as long for me to recover at 31 than at 23. Probably on my birthday proper I'll go out to dinner with Amy and my family. I'm a little scared as to what they will do to me at work, as one of my co-workers has been eagerly awaiting to trash my cube for over a month. As long as I'm not too embarrassed, it's fine with me.
One last note on aging - the number of gray hairs is increasing on my noggin. Nothing extreme - but I seem to notice one or two more each week. It's not really that noticeable, as my hair is still light enough to not make it obvious. But considering my mom was almost entirely gray by the time she was 40, it's a little disconcerting. I swear, if this is one of the few physical traits I inherit from my mother, I'm going to be pissed.
On another tangent, I am going out to breakfast Sunday with three of my friends from high school. One I keep in close contact with, as we are the two gays of the bunch. But the other two I have not seen since one got married three years ago. I'll be happy to seem them, and surely there will be much to catch up on as when I saw them last I haven't even met Amy yet! But it is always weird to get together as we have all changed so much since high school. I don't think I'm remotely the same person I was at 18. But still, it'll be good to see what everyone's up to. I hate that I suck so bad at keeping in touch with people I care about.
I have reached the point of the year where I eagerly anticipate spring. I don't mind winter as much as most folks. But this February as been the most brutal one weather-wise than I can remember in quite awhile. The majority of the month as been spent below freezing (and when I say freezing, I mean 0F and below) and we had one major snowstorm in the middle of it all (it took me two hours to get home from work that day...it normally takes 45 minutes at the most). Needless to say I'm about to start a vigil waiting for the flowers to start blooming. It looks like we're going to have more "winter weather" (read: snow, sleet and shit) this weekend. I hope that will be it - but in Chicago you never know. I can remember blizzards in April in my youth.
I should wake Amy up so she doesn't sleep all day now. Slacker ;)
In any case, things have been going all right since I last wrote. My life seems to be a big routine, with little events and excitements thrown in to keep myself from being completely bored. I guess I'm still getting used to the M-F, weekends off thing that I have now. Because really, when I think about it, the last time I had that routine was my senior year of high school. Which was, oh, 13 years ago and the fact that it was that long ago makes me feel kinda old.
Speaking of age, I have another birthday coming up (my 31st for those not keeping track). This year it is much less a big deal than my 30th of course. I think for the first time I really don't want to get older, as each year now brings me closer to 40, which freaks me out so much I don't want to think about it. Unfortunately, as is my custom, I focus on all the things I haven't done in 31 years rather than the things I have accomplished. So in an attempt to break out of that mold I shall try to list good things I have done this past year: I have a new job which is more rewarding, I still have a great, solid relationship, I have a nice apartment, Amy and I now collectively make enough money that we can now splurge every once in awhile, I still have great family and friends. Those are wonderful things, but somehow it's never enough. Chalk it up to the strive for perfection that was instilled in me at an early age. Damn that very German way of parenting.
Back to the positives, tonight to celebrate the impending birthday event, I will be going out with Amy and some friends. Nothing too fancy, just dinner and drinks and cake. I guess the novelty of getting drunk has grown thin. That and it will probably take twice as long for me to recover at 31 than at 23. Probably on my birthday proper I'll go out to dinner with Amy and my family. I'm a little scared as to what they will do to me at work, as one of my co-workers has been eagerly awaiting to trash my cube for over a month. As long as I'm not too embarrassed, it's fine with me.
One last note on aging - the number of gray hairs is increasing on my noggin. Nothing extreme - but I seem to notice one or two more each week. It's not really that noticeable, as my hair is still light enough to not make it obvious. But considering my mom was almost entirely gray by the time she was 40, it's a little disconcerting. I swear, if this is one of the few physical traits I inherit from my mother, I'm going to be pissed.
On another tangent, I am going out to breakfast Sunday with three of my friends from high school. One I keep in close contact with, as we are the two gays of the bunch. But the other two I have not seen since one got married three years ago. I'll be happy to seem them, and surely there will be much to catch up on as when I saw them last I haven't even met Amy yet! But it is always weird to get together as we have all changed so much since high school. I don't think I'm remotely the same person I was at 18. But still, it'll be good to see what everyone's up to. I hate that I suck so bad at keeping in touch with people I care about.
I have reached the point of the year where I eagerly anticipate spring. I don't mind winter as much as most folks. But this February as been the most brutal one weather-wise than I can remember in quite awhile. The majority of the month as been spent below freezing (and when I say freezing, I mean 0F and below) and we had one major snowstorm in the middle of it all (it took me two hours to get home from work that day...it normally takes 45 minutes at the most). Needless to say I'm about to start a vigil waiting for the flowers to start blooming. It looks like we're going to have more "winter weather" (read: snow, sleet and shit) this weekend. I hope that will be it - but in Chicago you never know. I can remember blizzards in April in my youth.
I should wake Amy up so she doesn't sleep all day now. Slacker ;)