There are a whole bunch of things I’m eager to write about this week, especially after a relatively long hiatus since my last post (OK, I guess 4 days can’t really be considered a “hiatus”).
However, I’m going to shelve most of these topics for later in the week, because there is a bit of negativity and rant behind some of said topics.
Monday isn’t a good day for ranting in my opinion, so I thought it would be best if I document a snippet of this past weekend’s activities.
V and I are fortunate to have a core friend group that we share from college. I guess this is partially the result of our relationship a) starting in college and b) evolving from an initial friendship.
Regardless, we’re very fortunate to have so many mutual friends.
Our core friend group allows us to share mutual experiences, but still maintain our individual relationships with each friend in the group.
I hate to write about it so robotically, but the point I’m trying to make is that without these friends, life would not be as good.
I do sometimes worry about how things will change as we continue to get older, but as long as there is some proximity, I’m confident we can keep these friend trips going.
This past weekend was one of these cherished friend trips.
We went to visit our friend and check out her new digs in Lake County, CA, a place I didn’t even know existed until a few months ago when she announced she’d be moving there.
Crazy to reflect on the fact that there are places within my home state’s geography that I am completely unfamiliar with.
We spent Satuday boating on Clear Lake, which is apparently the oldest lake in North America at 480,000 years old. It is also the largest natural freshwater lake wholly in California (yes, this is a more specific category than it initially may seem).
We rented a tube to go along with our boat, and I can’t remember the last time I had such a rush of endorphins than when I was being dragged along on that tube.
Simultaneously experiencing fear and laughter is an underrated combo of emotions. Maybe it’s because these emotions don’t usually mix?
This was a prototypical Summer experience. The sun was shining and burning the shit out of us. The water was warm. The laughs were constant.
We may mostly be in our 30s now, but sometimes it’s hard to tell. And I hope we can collectively maintain our twenty-something attitudes well into our twilight years, because moments like these are what life is all about.
The best part is that there is plenty of fun to come.
July has a healthy mix of friends and family, and honestly not much time for work.
But who in their right mind would ever complain about this?
I’m blessed.
I just want to acknowledge this to start off a post-holiday week.