Tales & Trails of a Traveling Wiseguy

For the last many years on this blog I've looked at my posting frequency as a matter of how many posts per day. And for years I've averaged close to 2/day. This past week that ratio's been upside down. I've averaged day/2.... Meaning, 3 posts in 6 days. One post every two days.

What's up with that? I wish I could say it's because I've been too busy— too busy doing things to pause and write about them. But I have not been busy. At least not that busy. Alas the reason I've posted so little this week is because I just... haven't... cared.

A big part of it is I've been tired. I'm not sure why I'm tired. Again, I haven't been super busy. I haven't been putting in 12-14 hour days at work, and I haven't been running myself ragged with things outside of work. Frankly I've been lying around like a bump on a log a lot.

A week ago I fretted that I hadn't done much over the weekend. This weekend I managed to do even less. I just couldn't must the energy... or the caring... to get out and do anything. 😞

What's got me down? I don't know. Maybe it's just a reality of getting older that I struggle so much to find energy.

I'll see if I can at least get my blog rate back up. 🤣 I do have a ton of things I want to write about. I just have to choose to spend the time writing. My energy to write comes in bursts, though. To make that work for blogging I'll start drafting blog entries when I have a spurt of energy, then post them at a steady rate. It's a technique I've used before when I've been pressed for time. Now I'm just pressed for energy. 😞

I mused yesterday that I was a slug on my day off. Well, today I had the day off, too. It wasn't a public holiday (yesterday was Juneteenth) so I took PTO. And today on my second day off I was slightly less of a slug.

Like yesterday I started the day by sleeping in. I didn't sleep in anywhere near as much, though. I was out of bed before 8. (It helped that I wasn't up half the night sleepless and with stomach problems.) I still frittered away the morning... though we got in a dip in the hot tub before I went out for lunch.

On the way home from lunch I ran one small errand then got back to frittering. Hawk suggested we go out for a hike instead of just frittering. I agreed. We changed into our hike-y clothes and drove out to the Sunnyvale Baylands.

It was a nothing-special hike, just a walk in a local park. Hawk is still getting over sickness so we didn't want to commit to anything big or strenuous. It was good to get out. The conditions weren't great, though. There was a strong wind on the bay, and the smells from the sewage treatment plants in the area were fierce. 💩😷 Also, the water was green. Bright green. When the bay looks like a bazillion people went 🤢🤮 it's kind of a turnoff. BTW, the green water isn't literally because 🤮; it's most likely because of a high concentration of algae or other microorganisms, and they can also contribute to the water smelling like 💩.

Despite the conditions we got a good hike in. I know because my feet were achy at dinnertime.

For dinner I had "freezer surprise". I'd dug through one of the shelves in the freezer earlier in the day and uncovered a bunch of stuff I'd forgotten I have. I defrosted and ate one of those finds, a package of precooked shrimp.

Tonight I'm frittering again. Hawk hopes she'll be up for a bigger hike tomorrow. Maybe we'll go back up into the mountains, like when we hiked at Russian Ridge two weeks ago. If not, maybe we'll get together with friends who are hosting a boardgames day.

I had given serious thought to a weekend vacation in Phoenix this weekend. The idea was Hawk would fly out to join me on Friday as I finished up my days of sales training. We'd stay at a hotel with a lazy river for a few days and also do some hiking while in town— maybe at Camelback Peak. Well, we decided not to a few weeks ahead because it seemed like the schedule was too crowded. And this weekend I'm glad we decided not to— though not because of schedule.

At first I was glad we decided not to go because the high temperatures in Phoenix this weekend are 100°. That's way too hot for going hiking, especially on a strenuous trail like Camelback. Though I guess we could have just stayed at the hotel all day and floated loops around the lazy river.

Today I've been glad we didn't make a mini-vacation out of it because I've been too tired to actually do anything. Today Hawk and I went out for lunch, and not long after getting back both of us were lying in bed, ready for naps. I did nap for about 2 hours. Now I'm up and I'm still too tired to do anything— including lounge outside by the pool on this warm day here (81°). I'd be disappointed about missing the opportunity but I'm too exhausted to care.

This has been another take-it-easy weekend, the 6th in a row. Yay. 😞 The 6th in a row of wondering if I should have gotten up and done more. Don't get me wrong; taking it easy is nice. But as I explained a week ago, after take-it-easy weekend #5, I'd benefit from not just relaxation but also reinvigoration.

So, what did I do this weekend? I watched several episodes of Breaking Bad. I watched a few episodes of Lucifer. I went for a soak in the hot tub. I voted. Hawk and I tried two new/new-ish restaurants. I'll write about those soon. But mostly I stayed home and laid about. Yay.

At least next weekend won't be a stay-at-home weekend. Hawk and I flying east to help her parents celebrate their 60th anniversary. I'll write more about that soon, too.