I'm tired of doing things that have no significance. I'm tired of the escapism that sits at my doorstep and bounds inside at the slightest hint of an invitation. I distract myself from the discomfort of living and being around people, which ultimately makes me feel worse, because I am contradicting what I claim to be my identity. What can I do? If I didn't know it before, I am convinced that it is not in my own power to change the trend that I follow. I have to talk to someone about it.
This fall was a bit crazy. I tried to do too many things and either stressed myself out or played video games to avoid thinking about what I ought to be doing instead. I've managed to make it through, but not without some casualties.
First, I started taking 11 credits of classes for the electrical engineering technology degree. I studied electrical circuits, logic circuits, and physics I: mechanics. I enjoyed all the classes, although I found some of the instructions to be excessively vague in the circuits classes. The grading seemed too easy, as well. Physics was much more demanding and satisfying. It did, however, frustrate me frequently when I would do a long math problem, get an incorrect answer, and have no clue where I went wrong. Ultimately I did well in the classes, but I did have to drop the one-credit logic circuits lab, mostly because I did not understand the assignments, but also because I was struggling to keep up.
School probably would have been easy, except on the second week, some big changes happened at work, and I became responsible for a couple of projects--job plans related to CIW and software backups. Thus, my free time at work went from about 6 hours to maybe 2 hours. This is a preferable state of affairs, but I had counted on it not happening at least until January, so it was a rude awakening.
I also closed on the house. The closing was kind of sudden, and I should not have gone through with it, but I was being pressured and thought I could trust my realtor. As they say, trust but verify. The house is not in bad condition by any means, but a lot of the finishing touches were rushed. The cabinets were not finished, and a lot of cosmetic details were neglected. Overall, I am happy with the house. It has taken a lot of work to buy everything and supply it to feel like a home. I'm still working on that--the walls are bare, and though I had never thought much about wall decor before, the lack grates on me now. I also have no kitchen furniture yet, so that is a priority.
Two days after closing, I went to Kentucky with Jordan's family and Cody. It was a quite enjoyable trip overall. I particularly liked Lexington and Cincinnati. Highlights included the speak-easy in Lexington, the best whiskey cocktail at Michter's, an fascinating tour of Buffalo Trace, and Oktoberfest in Cincinnati. It may sound like we did nothing but drink, and it is true that most of our activities revolved around alcohol, but we mostly just tasted. It was also fun to play party games back at the house we rented.
In October, Mom, Dad, and I went to Norfolk, VA. There was a great museum around a battleship. We took a bicycle ride through town, and accidentally got on the highway. We visited a very large botanical garden. We happened upon a meadery, and while the mead was just okay, we got a lot of samples of both the honey and the mead and learned how the mead was made. The honey was very good and interesting in its variety of flavor profiles.
In November, we went to Nashville for Katie's wedding, then Warm Springs for Thanksgiving. I danced a lot at the wedding. I'm afraid it might be the last time I dance like that. I played with Madelyn for most of Thanksgiving. She was fun and has matured a lot since the last time I was around her.
I was told of a cool area in Pittsboro that has a variety of shops, including a meadery. I went to check it out with Cody. The mead there is much better than any other mead I've had in the US, except maybe the homemade kind that I had in college. Pittsboro is just far enough away that I won't be making the trip often, but if I did go, it wouldn't feel like I wasted a whole evening.
I've been exercising more lately. I'm trying to get up to five times a week--three days focused on strength and two on aerobic exercises. My alcohol consumption has diminished, although I keep thinking that Friday night means I need to indulge. Satisfying that "need" has not actually been satisfying, so hopefully that trend has ceased as of this weekend.
Back to my internal dilemma. I have barely attended church for the past four months, and I have avoided people when I do. Avoiding people has become the reason for not going to church. I was supposed to go to a type of meeting (not church-related) this past week, but I distracted myself until I could justify not attending. It is similar to the behavior of an addict, except it's more of an addiction of absence than presence. Working on this will be my priority for the new year. I'm not going to bother with any other resolutions--there's nothing nearly as important. I will come up with strategies to accomplish this resolution, though.