Drifting through life

"Like sands through the hourglass . . . so are the Days of Our Lives."

Do you sometimes feel as if you are spending your days just drifting through life -- not accomplishing anything, not getting things done, not completing tasks, but just sitting at your computer terminal all day blogging in your underwear? I've had days like this and I find it makes me feel uneasy, almost as if I'm missing something.

When I read your blogs, I am amazed at all the "things" you are doing -- going on trips, working, visiting others, making things, cooking, creating, taking care of yourselves and others, fixing things, gardening, and generally keeping yourselves busy. (The thought of all this activity sometimes seems too busy for my taste.) As I get older, I find that I'm becoming an old stick-in-the-mud -- content to sit at home and generally nest. Husband would rather be out and about, always doing things, but I like staying at home piddling around.

The problem with this attitude is that I can feel my days passing, one at a time (just like the sands through the hourglass) with nothing accomplished. No afghans started for new grandbaby, no needlepoint pieces finished, no craft projects done, no big housekeeping task completed, and no new friends made. I'm not a "club" person; never have been and never will be. I don't want to belong to the women's club, a homemaker's club, the red hat society, or any other kind of club. I also don't want to do any more volunteer work (been there, done that for many years). I'm just not the coffee klatcher type.

So, what's a lazy person like me supposed to do with themselves all day? (No, for all you amateur psychologists out there, I am not depressed or sick.)

I guess it all boils down to passion. No, not the physical but the emotional kind of passion. Finding something that turns you on. I've always been a voracious reader, but even that hobby has paled. I have countless hard-back novels on my shelves just waiting to be read. Just can't seem to want to read just now. I love computer games. I have numerous games to play on my new computer. Just can't seem to have the patience to play any of them. I have numerous needlepoint pieces that I have started and not completed. Just can't seem to deal with them right now. I have sewing projects that I could be finishing. Just can't seem to want to open the old sewing machine up and get started.

Ugh, now I've made myself disgusted with myself.

It might be the season of the year. Yeah, I can blame it all on Fall, and Halloween, and Thanksgiving, and Christmas, and New Year's Eve. Just the thought of all the cooking, cleaning, present-buying, wrapping, and giving, and putting up the tree makes me want to go to some place sunny with a beach and eat in a restaurant.

Okay. Time to stop blogging and get dressed. You guessed it. I'm still sitting here blogging in my pink nightgown drinking a cuppa tea. Got lots to do today, so I'd better get started. Had a big day yesterday. Cleaned and filled the bird feeders.