my little rut

Here's what my life looks like. On days that I open, I wake up at 5:45, get to work around 6am, work until around 3 or 3:30, go home, ask Matt what he wants to do with the rest of the day. Usually we don't do anything. Sometimes we stay home and cook dinner, watching TV until it's time for bed. Sometimes we go out for dinner, sometimes we go to Cafe Coco and read, sometimes we go to the Springwater. Those last three activities are listed based on the frequency with which they happen...meaning that we haven't been to Springwater in a while. Anyway, after some TV (always some TV), we go to bed.

On days that I close, I wake up around 10 or 10:30 and then do basically nothing until whenever I decide to go to work. The schedule says to be there at 2, but it's flexible. I try to be there around 1 or 1:30 anyway. I work until about 9:30, go home, maybe eat something (I don't like B&C food), watch some TV, go to bed.

And then it repeats.

This is getting SO boring. I'm stuck in such a rut. I don't like it. There is no newness in my life...or am I just blind to it?

I think I might move the TV so that watching it is less instinctual. I've never liked having a television set as the focal point of a room. Maybe I'll put it in the corner and put my globe in it's place. Hmm.

AGH! What can I do today that's different? Maybe I'll go...to...uh, I don't know. Am I too co-dependent? Whoever would have thought I would let myself get this caught up in a boyfriend. For heavens sake. Maybe I'll just go to work early and do something novel tomorrow.