Sunday, July 25, 2010

Lazy Sunday isn't just a sketch on SNL

I am sitting here on my bed doing...nothing. Well, technically, I suppose I am writing this blog post. But beyond that? Sitting here, refreshing twitter, looking at links and basically being a bum. With some expensive equipment, of course. A girl has got to have her standards.

We skipped church today, and that was wonderful.The day started off slightly overcast and a bit cool, so I took the dog to the dog park and she had a romp. Because it has been so hot lately, she hasn't been getting her regular walkies. I keep her inside with the air conditioner, which is her friend. But today, she was able to gallivant all around the park, enjoying the play that only comes when there are other dogs around who want to play. And for those Christians who think that God only hangs around buildings that are dedicated to him? Spend some time at a dog park. I am pretty sure that is where God rests. I love it there so much.

Afterwards, we came home and she ate lunch and took a nap. (Sounds like preschool). And I have been sitting here since then. Yes, I fed the children lunch, but have done little else. And I really don't know why. I am sort of bored. But not bored enough to actually do anything about it. That sounds sad, doesn't it?

In fact, I have so little motivation to get up off my butt that I am beginning to wonder if I am depressed. Can you be depressed and happy, sometimes? Because I feel happy for the most part. I think. I have been depressed before. I don't ever want to go back there again. I was in such a dark hole at age 25 that I didn't think I would ever find my way back out again. Life was bleak.

It's not anymore. Most of the time, life is wondrous. But not today. Today, I don't want to go anywhere. JNerd mentioned Disneyland. My reply? Meh. The kids want to go to the bookstore. Meh. How about a movie? Meh. I just want to sit here, and maybe take a nap.

Maybe it's a mid-life crisis. Did I mention how old I feel? Or how things are "going south" and not just for the winter? How I feel young but look in the mirror and see that I am definitely not as young as I used to be?

Or it could be it's just summer. And too hot to do much of anything. I won't worry... yet.

- Posted from my iPad

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Mary E. Ulrich said...

I often feel like my life is also a sketch for TV.

I once read that the difference between fiction and non-fiction is that fiction has to be believable. So true.

I just started my blog, am launching today. Thought you might want to take a look.

Tina@ SendChocolateNow said...

Mary: Thanks for stopping by! I will try to check your blog out!!

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