Drifting

The other day Wife and I took a friend's brother who was new to the island out to dinner. He's a young Navy guy, and we have a lot in common. It immediately brought back a lot of feelings for me. In many ways I miss the Army. More than anything else I suppose I miss all the close friends I made there. I also miss all of my friends in San Diego and other parts of the mainland. It's been so long since I've gone out to dinner or just hung out with anyone aside from my wife or in-laws.

I love it here, but I'm in a rut. Every day I get off of work, pick up my daughter, feed her dinner, and wait for Wife to come home. Sometimes I can squeeze in a trip to the park with the dogs, but really only because they need it. I spend my time there hoping that they won't disturb anyone since its a schoolyard/soccer/baseball fields. Aside from the couple of guys at work, I don't have any friends here. I keep saying I need a hobby, and wishing Younger Daugter was older so I could do more fun stuff with her. Somehow I'm always either tied down to the dogs, the baby, or am just plain lazy/tired. Every hobby I have is either computer based or keeps me in the house. I'm in paradise, and I get to enjoy the beauty & comfort of it every day, but I still feel like I'm drifting through life. I need to find a way to make some local friends to break up the monotony.