After a nice weekend at the beach a few weeks back I am officially ruined. Especially as I haven’t had time to go back yet. Not only did a day at the beach made me realize I truly am fat. Photos found on Natalie and Gavin’s blog, though I personally am fonder of the photo Paul sent. . .
Point being I woke up at 5:30 to do some P90x exercise routines to get skinny. I can’t say again, as I’ve never quite been the skinny type. But being out of shape isn’t what’s ruined me (that’s only depressed me). I’m ruined because my will to work is gone. Granted I did emails for 15 minutes at 7, showed up to work from 8:30-7:20 and didn’t take a lunch . . . digressing. . . I don’t want to work anymore!!!! That’s the point. I have lost any drive to achieve anything in the work realm. I could care less about the money. I could care less about the recognition, sense of achievement and learning. Bah, bah, and double bah.
I want the sense of achievement from having a kid, or volunteering at some nice non-profit. I want the enjoyment of reading a really good book and analyzing the crap out of it. I want to be able to walk along the side of a lake and just reflect inwards. I want to try out a new recipe, or actually decorate my house! But I also loathe the thought of just being at home, I just want more me time too. So I think I need to start a business. I really think I can do it! Here is to more week days at the beach!
