I don’t know what it is but I just feel generally blah lately. Just sort of…sad for no reason. Could chalk it up to stress or perimenopause, but a headline I didn’t continue reading is haunting me. It said science shows the saddest year for most average adults is 47. I’m about to be that age! But something else echoes in my head; a conversation I had with a friend who is 2 years older than me and we had it probably 6 years ago. She said she is the most confident and comfortable she has ever been…in her 40s. And I think for me, my early 40s were like that. Guess it’s just a phase for me now then.

Anyway, the weekend. At 3 on Friday I bailed a little early so I could ride home with a friend and coworker who lives right up the road. Ash had taken his car for an oil change and I wasn’t sure it would be done. Soon as I got there, our friend Rob was at the kitchen table and they were drinking beer. He’d come to get something of his we had. But that was fun. We just split some single cans until he had to go. Daughter got home and we went up to the Mexican place we like. As per usual, we watched a few movies.

Saturday I set an alarm for 7 but of course, I slept until 615 only. My daughter had a band competition thing so I took her and Ash stayed home to work on some house stuff and prep for brewing afterwards. She and I went to the store after then came home to make lunch. We started on brewing pretty much right after that. Oldest and his girlfriend were in an out all afternoon – guess they’d been out shopping – and then my daughter had a friend over. It wasn’t exactly cool out but it was sunny and they decided to set up a tent in the backyard. At least they used their imagination!

Once we had wort in fermenters, I did a quick clean then we went to Texas Roadhouse, which was slammed of course. Used to be Outback was the big steak place but it’s fallen off lately. Anyway, we get there and they have a sign that says no draft beer. So between that and the enormous amount of people, we decided to just place a to go order, which totally worked out. Maybe only took 20ish minutes and we were on our way home.

Food was good but I was so full. Blargh. After dinner we did a little bowling but after is where it took a turn. Neighbors asked us to head over and by 10, the wife had disappeared and I should have too – I was passing out right there by the fire. It was such a long day! I immediately came home and fell asleep.

Sadly, Sunday morning I was a wee bit hung over, which rarely happens because I refuse to drink late. But of course, I did. But also, when your friends/neighbors rarely initiate hanging out but then they do, you take the opportunity! I cleaned and tried to feel better before an 11 o’clock meeting we had with a coworker to look at buying her old car. As noted in my previous post, she bought something newer and bigger and they were selling. And of course, we are in the market after my accident. It took about an hour and a half but we settled on a price and drove away with a Subaru. It’s in good shape, though is doing a weird engine light flashing thing intermittently but it doesn’t seem to be having an issue. It’s nice to have a vehicle again, though realize it’s only been maybe a month. It’s a new undertaking because it’ll need some work soon. But one step at a time, right?

That said, later today after work I have to take my daughter’s phone to a fix it shop because it won’t turn on. Ok, scratch that: it’s on but her screen won’t turn on. I know for certain it’s on because the alarm was going off! I know she dropped it and that’s what happened. I am going to make her get a legit case for it once we get it fixed but ugh; don’t really want to take it across town! In fact, I’m feeling that deep-rooted AVERSION to most things today, which is not good. I don’t know how to get back that momentum and drive to get stuff done. I am so tired; not the need-to-go-to-sleep kind but the fatigue of just doing everything all the time. Even weekends when I’m supposed to be relaxing feel harried and chaotic. And the funny thing is, they are far less crazy than when the kids were little. Used to be we had to be up early, get kid A to field X and then kid B to field Y and then make food, watch the kids, take them to birthday parties and playdates, and all that STUFF. Now, it’s less so and yet…and yet.

Anyway, didn’t mean to get all whiny and philosophical about age but so be it. Happy Monday, y’all. One more week until Spring break!