Sometimes I miss doing things that I once considered fun. How can I get that back? It’s okay if I’m discovering new fun things to replace the old ones, but occasionally the list of used-to-be-fun things is longer.
Example: I used to love to go to movies. It didn’t matter what time of day it was or really even what movie it was. I was game for anything. Now, I have to be 100% certain that I’m going to like the movie. It has to be early in the day. It has to be showing at one of the two theaters I like in town; they’re the cleanest and have the best popcorn. We have to arrive at least 30 minutes before the movie to make sure we don’t have to sit in front and to see the previews. So many rules!
Another one: I used to love to run. Now this one goes WAY back – back to around 3rd or 4th grade. I think most kids between the ages of 2 and 10 like to run. And jump. Especially when you get a new pair of tennis shoes that make you run faster. Or light up. Then that all changed. Running is now miserable. Why run when you can walk? Or better yet, drive. And you get all sweaty and tired. Why put yourself through that?
Fortunately, there are a few things that were once not fun to me that have become fun. One of the weird ones is ironing. I now enjoy ironing. Who knew? It’s very relaxing to me, and I get instant gratification from it. Wow! That garment was wrinkled and NOW look! Side-note: I highly recommend using Magic Sizing (“Light Body Without Stiffness”).
I try to focus my attention on the newly-fun and still-fun things, but I would love to be able to pull some of the used-to-be-fun things back to the still-fun side. Maybe some of them will loop back around. Do you have any used-to-be-fun things that you miss or newly-fun things that were unexpected?
The past few weeks have been crazy. I have a new house and a new job. I still feel like I don’t really work at my new office, and I don’t really live at my new house. I’m just visiting for a while. Also, I can no longer set my car on auto-pilot (figuratively, of course). Now when I get in my car, I have to think about where I’m going. Every turn is important.
It’s very exciting to be in our new house. We plan to have a family in this house (if it’s in the cards). We don’t plan on leaving anytime soon, so now I feel like every renovation/update we do will be for us to enjoy rather than the next owners.
Along with our new house excitement comes a lot of stress. Sometimes it’s good stress, and sometimes it’s not-so-good stress. Regardless, stress is stressful. I sit around making lists of lists then try to prioritize items on the lists. Once I’m finished organizing, prioritizing, and researching, I realize whatever I want to do is going to cost a ton of money. Naturally, I go back to organizing and editing my lists. Number one: write a blog post about lists… etc.
As far as the job goes, I’m approximately 60% excited about it. I’m ecstatic to be employed, to have a great manager, to work for a large company, to have flexible work hours, and to be able to live and work in Knoxville. The 40% non-excitement is comprised of: I don’t really know what I’m doing yet, I know enough about what I’m doing to feel like I should be doing more, and the office/people/software are unfamiliar to me and therefore I am uncomfortable. I miss the people at my former office, too. I think there’s nothing wrong with missing people but still knowing I’ve made a good move.
Fortunately for me that remaining 40% will come. It just takes time. It took about a year at my last job to have a good level of comfort. I just have to keep reminding myself that it’s OK to be new. But doesn’t it still kind of stink to have to start all over again? Just when I was becoming a mentor at my former employer, I’m back to the roll of student. It will get easier… it will get easier… it will get easier. There. See?