Six month update

One would think that this blog would be a really good place to vomit my thoughts for the benefit of my mental health and to spare my friends from having to listen to all my issues, but apparently, I only think about it every six months or so, which decreases it's usefulness considerably. I've been thinking of posting more, so here's seeing if I'll actually do that. But, since I'm here, how about a six month recap?

I've been living here for just over one year now, and I guess it's becoming home. I don't like that I have to drive 800 years to get to a city of any decent size, but I guess there are worse things in the world. I know someone who had to drive 2.5 hours to get to a Target, and thankfully my city of about 100,000 isn't so bad. My mom was just visiting and anywhere we wanted to go was about 2 hours away. We ended up sticking close to home a lot because the driving was just tiring me out. Work is going reasonably well. I'm a master procrastinator, so I haven't gotten any of my dissertation chapters out the door yet. The plan is do that this summer, but it's already mid-June and I haven't accomplished much. Still, hope springs eternal.

Thankfully, I have made some wonderful friends here, so it's not completely lonely, though I do find myself parked in front of the tv most nights of the week. For a while in the fall, I was out almost every night and that was too much, so I've cut back considerably, though now I'm finding myself lonely again. I hope to find a balance soon.

I did run a marathon in May, so I've been keeping busy with the running. I'm not fast, and I'm not pretty, but I'm dedicated, and right now that's enough for me. I've just started training for a half-marathon this fall, but I also intend to begin P90X next week, so if my running needs to take a backseat for a while, I'm willing to let that happen. I will probably attempt another marathon next year, and most probably in the fall, but we'll see about that as well. While I was run/walking the marathon (due to overheating and a grouchy hip), I was demoralized and cranky, though when I crossed the finish line, I was nothing but proud. Part of me really wants to do it again and do it better. Better, not just faster. We'll see.

Other than work, friends and running, there's not too much going on. I'm debating about jumping into the dating scene through the dreaded internet. I'm not too thrilled about this, but I've only met married women and men since moving here, and they don't know any single people, so I'm stuck. This might be fodder for future posts.

Well, I've got a guy trying to sell me a vacuum cleaner, so I'd better pay attention. At least I'm getting my carpets cleaned. (And I don't mean that euphemistically!)