Well, it has been. And I am partially to blame. I don’t know what it is, but when I get free time on my hands I don’t want to do anything at all. Lately, I’ve been keeping myself entertained playing 8-bit nintendo games on my modded XBox. I’ve almost beaten Zelda, Mike Tyson’s Punch-Out, and Super Mario Brothers 2. Victory shouldn’t be postponed too much longer now that I’ve figured out the save function.
The killer job that I was going to start on monday–making thousands of dollars a month–has been postponed until I get orders. It will probably be another week before I leave my house in anything besides sweatpants. Really, who am I kidding? Besides, Colorado has been getting blizzards off and on all month. I’ve been kept prisoner in my house since I’ve been back here. My wife and I like to go on walks outside when we can. But right now the only walking we can do is in stores or the mall. It’s probably not a good idea to do a lot of that while the money isn’t coming in.
We were able to escape for a brief respite in Utah. We weren’t able to stay as long as we wanted because we had to time our drives to not risk death on the roads. We still had a couple of scares. The high winds on I-80 blew snow across the road and made buildup in some places as much as 6 inches deep. I built some speed on a dry stretch only to come over a small hill and nearly get us all killed in one of these mobile snow heaps. Two cars had recently skidded off the road but were impossible to see until you were on top of them because of the hill. Thinking about it only makes me want to burrow deeper in my cave.
It’s weird to have time on my hands and be stuck at home. But don’t get me wrong; I’m not bored. If anything, I’m overstimulated. I do feel a little guilty that I’m not doing all the things I said I’d do if I had some time on my hands. Maybe the midnight screening of “The Fifth Element” can wait, and I’ll dust off a book I’ve been meaning to read.