This morning, I received an email from my friend Tom. Tom is a former fellow band member from back home. T and I have stayed in touch (somewhat) with Tom and his wife. He was emailing to tell me that our former bass player, Bob, had recently died. While that was sad, it wasn’t surprising news. Bob was well into his eighties, and I had known that his health had been failing. What surprised me most was that Tom asked me to call him as soon as I had a chance to talk. I replied that I would give him a call when I headed out for lunch.
Last night as I sat on the couch, I wished for a cattle prod. I had worked all day, made dinner after work, and after dinner I went around the house picking up various messes that I had not created. When I finally sat down, I felt worn out and lonely. There hadn’t been one truly enjoyable moment all day. Thank goodness, I love my job. Work is my outlet and last night, that fact made me kind of sad. I am extremely grateful to get paid for doing something that is often rewarding and enjoyable to me, but I am discouraged about my life outside of work. Continue Reading »