I talked to my younger brother on the phone tonight. He’s planning a crazy trip around the country with his girlfriend to visit the various places where he might attend graduate school. It sounds like the trip will include about six different modes of transportation and sleeping on the couches of strangers and finding their way around unfamiliar cities. I’m really really happy for him. He has been pondering graduate school for years, and I’m so excited that he’s gotten himself this far. Plus I’m fond of his girlfriend and thrilled that he has someone to go on these adventures with.
But I realized tonight that I’m also really jealous. Maybe not about the sleeping-on-strangers’-couches part, but about the adventures that await him. He’ll come back from this trip with all sorts of stories to tell about the places he saw and the unusual people he encountered. And then he and his girlfriend will move to a new city and he’ll start a new program and they’ll find fun things to do in their new town.
I love my life. I had a very satisfying day at work today, and a cozy bathtime with Tad this evening, and a lovely conversation with Roo after he was in bed. The logical part of me is happy to not have the anxiety that comes with major life changes like deciding which graduate program is best or finding a job when unemployed or making friends in a new city. But I’m really tired of having nothing to say when acquaintances ask me, “so what’s new?”. The huge giant major thing that’s happening is the TTC process, but we’re only talking about that with a few close friends. And even that is moving slowly–I went in for CD12 monitoring on Monday and they told me not to bother coming back until Friday.
Of course my reaction to my brother’s news isn’t really about wanting to have interesting things to say at cocktail parties (especially given how few cocktail parties I attend these days…) or about wanting to move across the country. It’s about wanting to have new and interesting things to look forward to.
I have done a few things. I’ve started a craft project, which is fun–I’m making stuffed bunnies for my multitude of pregnant friends. Another friend has invited Roo and me to go to an Indigo Girls concert with her this summer, so I think we’ll do that. The lovely spring weather is reminding me that there will be fun family adventures to be had outside as things get warmer. I’m trying to figure out a weekend trip somewhere close by. But it’s hard to find the time, energy or money to put towards other adventures when we’re directing so much of those resources into the TTC process (and raising the kid we already have and keeping our house from falling down around our ears). Even though it’s hard, though, I need to find a way to create some other good things in my life. What do you do to keep things new and fresh in your life?