...to start calling people back. I don't hate you, I just feel that there's so little to talk about, that I have a hard time talking on the phone.
...to finish the cleaning projects that I made for myself. Like the unpacked boxes sitting in the spare room, the clutter in our bedroom...
...to start writing and drawing again. I miss my creativity. Now it consists of sitting on the computer. Sometimes I take pictures.
...to do something other than play on the computer, read, and work. Hello, facebook...
The problem is, I am so unmotivated. I don't know what it is. Right now, I have all the time necessary to go and do and see, without a husband here. Not that Mike limits me in any way, he never would. But Mike just being here, and having the opportunity to see him, that usually keeps me home.
I'm a bit torn. I used to write, and do things, creative things. I seem to have lost that spark....right around the time that I got away from things that were hurting me. It was good that I got away, but I also lost where I pulled the emotions to write from.
Anyway. Enough bitching.
I'm back on the running plan. I'm attempting the Couch to 5k. I am currently on week 3, day 3...but I started at week 3, day 1. I'm such a cheater, I know.
Right now, the only good thing I have to look forward to (besides Mike coming home, that's a given!) is that a friend of mine was a photography major, and not only gave me pointers on my camera, but we are planning an escape on Friday to go play. Woooo!
That's all. I think bed is calling me, since I'm old and go to bed early now.
