I've been reading a bunch of other blogs lately where there's a lot of drama. People struggling with personal issues, trying to figure out what they want to do with their lives, having trouble in relationships, having trouble making the rent.
I feel very detached from that.
Apart from being physically tired from doing heavy labour on the house every day, I have a remarkably stress-free life right now. School is work, but it's not as if I have to be in school every day. And it's not the same sort of work as trying to make a relationship work.
And heck, my relationship is not all that hard, either. We have our moments, but 99 percent of the time everything is perfect, so that 1 percent of the time when we're arguing about how drywall should be sanded (this is the sort of argument you have when you're renovating a house) doesn't rip everything else apart. I've been involved with people who preferred that that ratio be closer to 50 percent drama moments, and I have to say that I don't care for that.
So there's no drama here, except the occasional collapsing wall or disappearing cat. Sorry for being so terribly boring, but I admit that I prefer it this way.
I feel the same way! In fact, I just finished writing a post about this for tomorrow.
If being happy makes me boring, well, than so be it. I wish I could spread some happy around though.
The odd thing is that for me, it's not terribly boring. I mean, sometimes it's a bit tedious, but life is like that. On the other hand, it doesn't give me a whole lot of angsty stuff to blog about, so I have to spice things up by tearing my house apart on a regular basis.