I've been meaning to update for a really long time...

[levertovfan]

... and yet when I finally have time to report--on a Friday night, you will note-- I don't actually have that much to report except that I have a very busy life. It's difficult to run errands when you carpool to and from work and once you get home after the sun sets, it isn't a good idea to go out walking to the local stores. So I either run errands after work and then have to spend a long time taking the metro and then the bus home, or else all the errands get pushed to the weekend, so I have an active weekend. Work is hectic because we are preparing and revamping two manuals, for staff and for our partners, and preparing to start orientation for the next batch of VISTAs.

I went to Miami for my grandfather's 90th birthday last weekend. My family is certainly long-lived. I'm the only person my age I know all of whose grandparents are still alive. There were fully four family members, blood relatives of mine, who were 90 years old or above. My 94 year old great aunt Sarah was still well enough to travel down to Florida for the occasion. Much of the time that weekend was spent adoring and amusing my cousin Aimee's son, Brandon, who is my Grandfather's first great-grandson, and quite adorable. My father directed something about wanting grandchildren at me, then allowing that I was allowed to get married first. There's a big singles "scene" in DC, but I certainly haven't had time to go out and socialize with anyone I don't know yet, barring family friends. I'm also pretty certain that I don't want to participate in a scene, but it is getting time for me to have a relationship, so I can have relationships and ultimately have a family. Man, now I'm starting to sound like phoenix_talon. I must needs get involved in some sort of club, much as I must needs find some sort of work-out place, but the problem is finding the time, particularly given the time it takes me to get anywhere on public transit.

I wish there were something more whimsical I could put in this update, but alas, it is true, having an adult job leaves less time for whimsy or imagination.

Comments

[glitterkiss42.livejournal.com]

Try your local YMCA...I know the one here in downtown Seattle is just as good as the gyms, but it costs signficantly less so that's where I'm going.

It doesn't look as pretty as the private gyms, but the machines are the same and in good shape, and it has a pool.

[levertovfan.livejournal.com]

The problem is getting to my local YWCA... I live in the suburbs, and am dependent on either my feet or public transit. The closest gym to us is 1 mile+ away, and by the time I've factored in walking there and walking back, I wouldn't have the energy to get such a great workout. And it would only be a weekend thing, since I don't have time to get there in the morning and get back for carpooling and carpooling takes *much* less time than public transit to get to work. And it's too dark to walk once I get home at night. It's a bind.

Maybe it's time to get a car? Grr.

[effani.livejournal.com]

I definitely feel the pain about the lack of whimsy and imagination in post-college life. I remember back to hs and early college when people thought that you had to be serious and act "grown up," and now I learn that grown-ups probably wouldn't be like that if they had time to be otherwise. Grr.

I just looked down at my desk to see a fortune cookie fortune advising me that "Reality is for people who lack imagination."

Btw, thanks for the birthday card =) It was amusing, though I should probably go back and watch it with the sound on (I was at work.)