Greetings!

I miss blogging. I do. I know I was never really all that serious about it, and I would never have called myself a "blogger" even when I was writing here regularly. But it did serve as a welcome brain-dump of thoughts; whether or not anyone ever read it was not the point for me. I like writing things out. It helps me navigate the web in my brain at times. That being said, I think that's something friends are supposed to help you do. I don't think I ever picked up the necessary friend-making skills required for actually having friends, however. In Portland it was easy because everyone I came in contact with just happened to be absolutely amazing, and our friendships happened 100% organically. Although I do recognize that I didn't exactly go out of my way to make friends. Nearly everyone I know from Portland or from college was due to them being in a very close proximity to me, whether physically or situationally. Even since joining the military, the friends I had back in Monterey were very much born out of our extraordinarily similar situations (my closest friends were the ones I went to Basic Military Training with).

So now, here I am in beautiful Georgia, bored and friendless. I have yet to take up any lasting hobbies, whether productive or not. I was briefly excited about the possibility of building miniature landscapes during the winter, but that died-out before I even finished painting some of the scenery. I bought some fabric last summer in order to make a nice sundress, and acquired some more fabric in the fall for a throw blanket in hopes of tying-in the living room decor, but I have yet to so much as unfold any of it much less create anything or even occupy a bit of time. Existing in this unique community has presented several opportunities for various "nerd" activities, and I have had a bit of feigned interest in Warhammer 40,000, and before I left Monterey 2 years ago I was just starting to learn how to play Magic: The Gathering. My interest in 40K was really more in painting a little army in great detail. Honestly I'd probably end up giving the whole troupe to my husband. I have gone "frolfing" a total of one time since living here. I had fun, and there are a ton of courses around here, but I have a hard time finding other people to play with, especially at my terrible skill level. I ventured out into the night life once or twice, but discovered I left it behind for a reason. Occasionally an acquaintance will notice that I'm being rather reclusive and will invite me to X-activity, except most of the time apathy wins me over just before I'm supposed to leave for said event.

Let's take this weekend for a perfect example. This weekend was not just a long weekend, but an *extra* long weekend. I can't remember the last time I was handed a 4-day weekend. However, despite me looking forward to this the past few weeks, I have made zero plans with anyone to make the most of my time off. Sure, it's nice to "wind down" every once in a while, but not when that's already how you spend the majority of your time. So yesterday was my first day off. My goal for the entire day was to acquire a decent juicer (for my upcoming lifestyle change #4(?), following a trend-covered list of other healthy food diets). Well, I accomplished my mission at about 5 in the evening. I cannot speak to the actions of the entire rest of the day or evening. Today was even less eventful. I actually believed I was going to get myself out of the house today... There was a big social event out at the lake called "Day at the Beach" or something like that. Earlier this week I had invited a friend to bring his family out so we could all go out together. But a couple of days ago I heard the family talking about other Saturday plans, so while I could have reminded them that this was going on today, I didn't make any attempts to contact them about it this morning. I could have gone by myself, but let's be real– what's the fun in that? Tomorrow and Monday will include my husband, but even still our biggest plans include watching several TV shows (the Modern Family disc I got from Netflix this morning, a couple movies still in the theater, and the brand new season of Arrested Development which debuts tomorrow!).

I know this is sounding more like a giant whine session than anything else, but quite honestly I miss just writing things down as a hobby. I haven't had the time until now, and if I'm going to sit by myself every evening for the next three months, I'd rather it were filled with some sort of purpose. Even if it just disappears into the ether having never made any difference on anything, except for on my sanity.