Who Knows What We Want

I had a much more enjoyable weekend roadtrip with Innana than I previously did with SiQ. We went to Warrenton, to the White Elephant thrift shop and the Friends of the Warrenton Public Library (or whatever county that is) store. This store has really cheap book prices, and had too much stock, so was having a 50% off sale. I got about 10 hardcover books for $5. I love that place. Then Innana and I went to a wine bar/restaurant and had a wallow in hedonism lunch. Innana is carless, but just received a hefty (and long overdue) check, so she treated me to a yummy lunch (I feel a tad guilty, but I did drive her to Warrenton in the Brave Little Toaster).

And here's the clincher. I have no impetus to make me ambitious. I have all I want. I have a good friend, I have great kids, my work is enjoyable and mostly doesn't suck (although, as with most jobs, there are moments of suckitude). As Twisty Faster would call it, my obstreperal lobe is largely in a dormant state, although it's ready to kick in and kick some ass if necessary (Mark Sanford, Tiger Woods, BP: I'm looking at you). TigerGrrl won tons of awards at her Fifth Grade graduation* ceremony. The summer is looking good. So this blog will be boring until a crisis hits. Since this is life, one will, but eventually. Not now.

As a U.S. citizen, something seems wrong with saying: I have all I want and need. One is supposed to always be striving for more and better. Of course, I'd like more money in the bank. I'd like lots of things. But I really do have everything I need to be content. No drama there.

*I didn't attend: I attended the actual awards ceremonys. I believe in High School and College graduations. Pre-school, elementary school, and middle school graduations are just a bunch of hogwash, cheapening the real celebrations.