Do you ever go through that lull in your life, where when someone asks you…
“What have you been up to?”, all you can say is work and then spit out a couple of other useless things? Like seriously, where does all my time go? I mean, I craft a lot and watch tv and stay up late on the internet, but is this what I call a life? It really makes me sound like I live a very unfullfilled existence. I do do things I like to do, but I don’t have much of a social life (though, this past weekend, I did hang out a lot and do stuff with friends). I’ve neve been one of those people to have whirlwind escapades or getaway trips to far off destinations. I’m pretty boring, actually.

I think it would sometimes be nice to not have the responsibilities of work life and to be more carefree and feel more day to day satisfaction, but I guess I just get in this rut (the rut I think I’ve been in my whole life). My family never really went on vacation and as a kid, my summer trip involved going to Mammoth Cave (WOO!). I have never traveled out of the country, the farthest west I have gone is St. Louis and the most travel-worthy place I have been is New York City. I just seem to lack this sense of travel and exploration. I don’t know if I will ever have a sense of it and that’s kinda sad.

Never been a road-trip girl or one for quickie “weekend getaways”. I sometimes think I really need to loosen up.