It has been almost two weeks since I posted anything here and the truth is I just haven't felt it. For the first time since I retired for the third and final time I just don't feel like doing a damn thing. Oh, I have a list of crap to do. It's sitting right here in plain view on my desk collecting that filmy dust we can only get here in the desert. In fact it has grown over the past two weeks with more stuff I have zero interest in tackling.
I'm not sure why I haven't felt like doing anything, and today it has been driving me a bit crazy. I'm usually pretty easily amused and can find something to do that keeps me out of trouble but for the past few weeks I haven't even felt like thinking about what I want to do, that is how lazy I've been. For about six and a half seconds earlier this morning I wondered if I was coming down with one of the seven common types of depression but quickly moved on from that. There is nothing about me that is common.
I determined that I am somewhere between bored and unmotivated. I'm not sure which it is but I don't feel like taking the time to figure it out and I don't really care either way to be honest. At first I thought our crappy weather was the culprit but then I saw how bad it's been around the country and decided to stop feeling sorry for myself on that track. 62 degrees and partly cloudy is hardly anything to complain about in February. Although that is all I've been doing for ten weeks now.
Spring training started this weekend and I thought that would cheer me up and get my juices flowing but then I remembered that I am a Cubs and Padres fan and we really have no hope. The only thing to look forward to for us is more heartache. (sigh) I watched the USA take on Canada Saturday in the 4 Nations Tournament and the first nine seconds were exciting and then it turned back into hockey and I found myself switching between the game and Big Bang Theory reruns until I just left the reruns on.
The best explanation I can come up with is that I feel like it is the end of summer vacation when I was in fifth grade and I am tired of playing all day every day. I would never say it out loud but I am looking forward to going back to school. It has been suggested that I either take up some charity work or maybe find a part time job but I retired three times because I was sick of doing anything that resembled work and that hasn't changed.
As a wise man once said, "well, I guess I picked a bad week to give up sniffing glue."
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