My baby child is away for the summer, work is unchallenging--I have no distractions from my utter boredom. I'm in a place in my life where I should have good friends that I am dying to go see, go on weekend adventures with my husband, or learn how to garden and walk my dog. But none of those things are a part of my life.
Old friends from the bank are not around anymore, because I don't have anything interesting to contribute to a conversation--no funny customer anecdotes, no griping about corporate life. I don't have any work friends in the job I have now.
My husband and I can't think of anything to do that doesn't involve spending money (which we don't have) or that wouldn't be utterly boring to the other one. I don't really want to drag him through Hobby Lobby or sit in the truck while he rattlesnake hunts.
I try to get into the maintenance and décor of my home, but it is a rental, so I can't really do what I want and I don't want to put too much energy into someone else's equity. I've been looking for a new place to rent, because I think the destroyed relationship between Darrell and the landlord will land us an eviction notice some day. But for the money we are spending now, I haven't spotted anything that would increase our square footage or put us in a better position. And I don't want to make Shelby switch schools.
So, I am bored. Under stimulated. I hate summer.
