So, obviously, my life isn’t empty and meaningless. It’s only partly empty and meaningless.
I think it is normal to have those feelings occasionally. As I told Marcus, I’m not holding onto a pill bottle or anything.
I just need to be more active and get out more.
Which will be a lot easier now that I am getting a new car! It’s not new new, but it’s new to me, and it is not the death trap that my current car is. Dad #1 found the car and talked the guy down from $1500, while Dad #2 is paying for it (mostly). There are some advantages to having five parental units.
I am pretty happy, despite the moments of melancholy. Work is tough right now, but I know that each week it will get easier.
The little things make me smile. This new Brad Paisley CD is rockin, and tomorrow is a clamboil with the fam.
I’ve been informed that the rest of the world calls them clambakes, but that makes no sense. You don’t bake anything that you eat at a clamboil. You boil it all! Maybe it’s just a SouthCoast Mass thing, but it makes sense!