May 28, 2019
In spite of what a rabidly anti-outdoors person I have been for most of my life, I am about to try my hand at a little bit of landscaping. Yesterday, my wife and I bought some waterlilies and guppies and put them in these two huge clay pots we had. This prompted me to root around for what other planters and tools were laying around, and before long it was past sunset and I had to quit for the day. I was dirty, I was tired, and I felt remarkably satisfied.
I suppose this is a natural progression. I’m done with academia, and I also seem to be *fingers crossed* done with the 9 to 5 world, so I need to start taking on more hobbies. Sure, comic books and video games are hobbies, but they never seem to do anything other than kill time. I never feel better after a stretch of gaming like I did yesterday after working in the heat and the mud.
I have to stop fucking around so much. Killing time by sitting around is largely responsible for my shitty moods and my overall dissatisfaction. My exercise regimen was a good start, but my day needs far more activity if I am ever going to pull myself out of this mental rut. Things are in the works, so I can’t really do too much, but I always have the option of going out and playing in the yard.