Thinking about my life on the way to work this morning (which was beautiful and should have been incredibly inspiring, if only I felt like I had something concrete to do with the inspiration), and thought, once again, how completely boring my life is. And while lately I've been able to make it feel somewhat better by checking off my little "action accomplishments" towards health and weight loss, it frustrates me incredibly how boring the pattern of those accomplishments is and now void of new experiences it is. And it seems like every little taste of "oh! a new person or experience possibility" I've gotten lately turns into nothing. The Match guy. The women's group I joined on the internet only to find that they really aren't as active as they make themselves out to be and only seem to have meetings on weekday midmornings in far flung places that make it impossible for me to attend. I know I need to make more effort myself on this, but it's hard when I feel like I have to keep to a pretty strict schedule to keep my work and health balance under control, leaving little time and mental energy to be the actual instigator on new people and experiences. I'm almost to the point of joining Facebook (something I said I would never do!) just to see if it would lead to any positive connections. (As opposed to just 700 emails from people like Michael and Tiffany and other people I have no desire to hear from.) I guess I just wish one - just one! - of my little half-ass efforts would turn into something real that would give me the motivation to do something bigger.