It is snowing today. An April storm so not much of one, other than it has been coming down all day but the roads are still clear.
I quit my job a week ago. The stress of not knowing what the future will hold for my career was enough for me to leave the company. As a company we have been doing okay, but our division is slowly going down hill. So I had to take care of myself.
The job I found is better pay, better benefits, less stressful, rock solid and all those other things, but it may be less exciting and a bit more of a commute. I do use that term commute lightly since I am going to 9 miles to 17 miles, but still no highway driving and no traffic.
It is also four ten hour days, so I go early and leave late but have Fridays off.
I have not had sex in several months. Honestly I can not remember the last time. My wife is in the midst of some personal issues that I have just seemed to let her be and hope at some point we can start talking about it again.
I am uncertain as to how to bring it up without her getting upset. We were at a point where we could talk about it but we have falling into the same old routine now.
I am extremely happy with almost all aspects of my life, aside from the sexual frustrations. This summer should be a blast and am looking forward to everything that happens. We bought season tickets for the local sports team and are planning on attending as many games as possible.
A few weeks ago I developed bronchitis and have had a cough since. That has limited my appetite and I am losing weight right now, but that is a good thing because I wanted to lose weight so when I am healthy enough to lift weights I can concentrate on leaner muscle.
I also quit drinking alcohol, although that may change again soon. I went to an event at a downtown bar that had free whiskey for four hours and drank too much and ended up throwing up all over myself and the nice yuppie street I was hanging out on.
My wife had to come pick me up because I was basically passed out drunk on the street, it is a good thing that I did not get arrested. And now even the smell of alcohol makes me queasy, and not just whiskey or hard alcohol that goes for beer too.
And I used to love having a beer.
However, the guys I work with are taking me out tomorrow night for some beers. I am still debating whether I will drink or not. I think I will play it by ear. Either way I will probably only have one.
I ebb and flow in my writing. I would like to write more but never have much to say anymore. So I just don't write anything and then feel bad that I am not keeping up on this thing.
Oh well, just figured I would post some of the things that have been going on.