Work and writing: does anyone feel too “blah” to write?

Or do anything productive for that matter.

See –

When I was a kid and had to do homework I was always snarky to my dad because he’d come home, complain about a hard day at work, then sit down to play computer games for the next five hours. I was jealous of him not having homework, because for me homework got in the way of my other hobbies and relaxation time.

When I started working full-time last summer, I finally started sympathizing with him. Between commuting three hours a day and chained to a desk for another eight hours, when you get home, you have practically no energy left.

Then writing feels like homework. Doing stuff you used to think you like feels like homework. Basically, anything that isn’t marathoning Friends on Netflix (THANK YOU NETFLIX CANADA FOR FINALLY HAVING FRIENDS!) is work.

This is only Year 1 of me being an adult, so maybe I’m just whiny, but you get my point.

The older you get, the more responsibilities you get. I applaud my co-workers who have to go home and deal with things like dogs and kids. And the kids’ homework. Oh, right, they have homework too! (I’m pretty sure my dad helped me with my homework as a kid as well).

I come home now and just feel blah.

Sometimes I play my guitar and sing a few songs because that stuff chills me out. Listen to some music. Read some articles. But a even a full book feels too much like a project…

I notice I haven’t learned a new song in a while; I’ve just been playing the ones I know over and over.

It’s a rut.

I’m sure there are some real adults out there who have come up with a way to surpass this – where are you, my heroes?! Please share with me your secrets.

As for now, this is just an honest post with lots of questions and complains and no answers (sorry). But at least I avoided that temptation to watch another episode of Friends, right?