attitude adjustment

maybe its the weather.

today has just been an awkward day. not bad. not great. just ok. days are what you make of them, i suppose.

i’ve had a difficult time over the past few weeks since moving into my new place. i feel myself just sitting around doing virtually nothing. and most of the time, i wouldn’t be complaining, but i actually want to be doing something productive with my time. for some reason, i’m lacking motivation and i feel myself sliding into what could be considered…depression? maybe a mini dose.

i want to be moving forward…i seem to be at a standstill. going thru the motions. not fun. and i guess, i just don’t know how to get out of the funk. sometimes i think i’m out of it, then i slip right back into this mentality and i’m right back where i started.

time for an upswing.

wimbledon has been on the past week and its really given me something to focus my attention on. i watch it everyday…hardly miss a match. love it.

just for the umph of it

“ask and ye shall receive”

i’ve been silently wishing (for a couple of years) for a buddy to go play tennis with. the thought would surface for a few weeks then would dissipate as quickly as it came. i never thought in a million years that someone in my circle would actually want to go play tennis with me. but, behold…Mr. Tony Lauro and his ever-so-passionate plea for the two of us to be tennis buds.

back as far in my history as i can recall, tennis has been the prevalent sport. my dad and i would play tirelessly on the weekends when i was growing up. i had won tournaments in grade school and got so far as to make the varsity team in high school when i was a freshman. it came as an honor, i suppose. but, as most things in high school tend to be, it ended up not mattering much to me by junior year when i thought that i had bigger and better things to do with my life than playing a stupid game, in the texas heat, for the mesquite skeeters.

i wish i knew then what i know now. i could have gotten a college education…for FREE by playing tennis, for one. now i’m stuck with student loans and am in my 5th year of college, with a mere associates degree to show for my time.

why am i lamenting? well – for good reason. there are always events in everyone’s pasts that they wish they could do over. some big. some small. and halting my tennis “career” as it could have been is one of those things. i miss waking up early on sunday to go to the courts with my dad and hit those fuzzy green balls around. that was real bonding. real growing up. its something that, as short lived as it was, will stay with me.

i’m so glad to have met Tony in the past few months. little did i know that i would be even more ecstatic when i found that he had a love of tennis.

the past 2 days have been great. i actually wake up and look forward to playing tennis in the evening. granted, this too is premature, but i think we could be onto something. the first day, Amanda came and documented the glorious day, iPhone in hand, making real time Facebook updates…photos and all. today was just Tony and i. we both really sucked the first day, but are both getting our groove back…trust me…we can tell.

so – looking forward…i’m confident that the summer will be a great one. hot as hell but great nevertheless.