The most interesting woman in the world...

I need some advice.

I need to figure out just exactly how to become more interesting. I am not talking about “Date Night” interesting—I can’t even begin to imagine J in a track suit, and while I have a c-section scar, I don’t plan on hiding it under wild, wild, west corset. By interesting, I don’t mean anything like those commercials for Dos Equis—since my overwhelming fear of heights would keep me from hand feeding baby birds or jumping off cliffs into the ocean.

I just need to, you know, do some more interesting things. Have some fun. Have something interesting to talk about at the dinner parties we don’t really even attend.

Maybe J and I should start having dinner parties…

I know that we actually do some interesting things already. We have cool friends, and my work is interesting, and J is a very creative individual. Having kids is always interesting. I can usually amuse myself with little trouble.

I just need a little something MORE.

If you have read more than three posts on this blog, my guess is that you know I have been wrestling with this question—off and on--for awhile now. What would I like to do that I am not already doing? What interesting things out in the world have I not yet explored?

J’s really no help, since he’s a homebody whose perfect night is finding a rerun of Star Trek Voyager on cable. He did suggest pottery class, and I know he really enjoys it, but frankly, that kind of artistic creativity, especially in a studio filled with other students, is really too high-pressure for me. He’s not a type-A, only-child perfectionist. He’s a middle child. He can handle those types of artsy things.


So what to do? Better yet—what to do that won’t break our budget? I bet we would all like a trip to Europe (that would be something more, right?), but that’s just not happening for me right now.

I went back to that bucket list I wrote nearly a year ago; the one I mentioned when I had first started this blog. Who’s better equipped to give you advice than yourself?

I was amazed at the fact that by changing my perspective but not really, intentionally, thinking about the list itself, I have been fulfilling some of my bucket list items. I have kept up on this blogging thing for more than six weeks, so I broke my record for that several times over. I started dedicated some more time to myself, and I reconnected with some friends. I started writing fiction again, just for fun—no pressure to publish something and become the next JK Rowling.

Although, if you know a literary agent, I would love to meet them!

There are many more things yet to do on my list, but I am not quite ready for them. I need to find something else, something that I had not yet previously thought of that would be interesting to do. Something to keep me growing and developing as a person—another way to find me and my bliss.

Right now, I got nothing.

So, what do you do? What is it that you do that is interesting to you? What is that special thing that brings to you your bliss?