This past weekend was a good one, and I'm really grateful for that. The past few days have given me a chance to recharge and reevaluate the happenings in my life over the past week. As a result, my overall disposition is once again good. And my sense of general wellness seems to have returned.
Apart from taking time to rest and indulge in activites I enjoy, I found myself given to some reflection this weekend. Some of the reflection took place in solitude whereas other time I looked back on the past week while talking to close friends like Brian and Dolly. I realize now that my feeling down in the dumps a few days this past week was the result of a few different factors. The key factor was tiredness; I know that when I get run down and become very tired, my emotions and spirit as well as my body weaken and can't ward off negativity as well as they can when they're well. As a result of my tiredness, my working myself too hard, my attitude went in the toilet.
Another factor in my not feeling well this week relates to my insecurities relating to things like my competence in all I do and my development as a human being. It all boils down to one central struggle, though, and it's a struggle I'm sure I have in common with virtually everyone else ... the struggle to live a life unconstrained and undefined by other peoples' views of who and what I should be. A Dakota elder once told me during one of my many visits to the Lake Traverse Indian Reservation in northeastern South Dakota that "every man does things his own way." I agree with what the elder said, and for the most part I've felt secure and solid in that belief within myself and have lived my life accordingly. But again, when I get worn down and weak as happened this past week, I sometimes lose sight of that belief and everything in my life seems to suffer.
I now feel like I'm back in a state of equilibrium in all aspects of my life. Sure, there are always things I need to work on, but my overriding sense of well being and inner peace has been restored. It feels good that the bad feelings I experienced last week have passed, but I also realize they're a lesson to me. I think the lesson I'm supposed to learn from all of this is to take better care of myself - my complete self - and be more proactive in dealing with negativity when it creeps into my life. Other than that, I just need to keep on truckin' and working on being the best, strongest man I can possibly be.
Apart from all the reflecting I did this weekend, I had time for fun as well. I spent most of Saturday and the early afternoon playing drums at my house and fixing lunch for Dad and me. Brian and I caught a 4 o'clock showing of
American Gangster in Brookings, and then we hung out at my place and his place for a while. We first stopped at my place for a short while before we picked up a couple of pizzas from Domino's and then headed over to his place to watch TV. There really wasn't anything spectacular on TV, but it was good hang out with my old friend. Because of both of us being busy, Brian and I hadn't been able to talk much last week. It was definitely good to catch up.
I again spent most of this morning at my house working on various projects and then heading over to Dad's to hang out. We spent some time at Dad's house before we headed out to run some errands around town. There were a couple of goals I wanted to accomplish, and I was able to take care of both during our jaunts around town. Dad had a mission he wanted to accomplish as well; he wanted to get me an early birthday present if I were interested in his idea. My birthday isn't until Thursday the 15th, but Dad thought today would have been an opportune time for him to get me what he thought I would want.
Late last week, I told Dad about the fun I had had playing
Guitar Herol III on the Merchants' Nintendo Wii on Thursday night after our band practice. Without any further prompting from me, Dad began scouring ads to see if the game would be on sale. When I went to his place this morning, he showed me that Wal-Mart had the
Guitar Hero III game and guitar controller combo on sale. I told Dad I liked the idea but wasn't ready to jump into something like that just yet because I didn't feel I'd done enough research into game consoles. I used to be a big gamer when I was a kid, but video games have changed so much and have become much more complex than when I last played them heavily about 15 years ago. Still, I humored Dad in his idea and we headed to Wal-Mart to check out what was available.
We weren't able to find what Dad was looking for in the electronics section, so we visited with one of the staff in that section and she took us to where the game/guitar combo was being sold. When we arrived, we found the game/guitar combo was available for the Sony Playstation 2, which was also on sale. It took me a few minutes to make a decision, but Dad's encouragement to get the game/guitar combo and a Playstation 2 solidified everything for me. Dad got the Playstation 2 and the game/guitar combo for me for my birthday, and I've already had a good deal of fun with it. I'm pleased that the game didn't take long to set up, especially with my friend Brian's help. And I'm even more pleased in feeling that I made a good decision in getting the Playstation 2 for the price for which we purchased it. The game system should give me a lot of bang for the buck and should provide a lot of gaming fun. Because it's been surpassed by the much more expensive Playstation 3, new game titles for the Playstation 2 are starting to diminish. But the game library for the Playstation 2 is still extensive, and I should have no trouble finding (either for rental or purchase) titles in addition to
Guitar Hero III that I'll enjoy.
Around mid-afternoon, I headed down to Sioux Falls to meet up with my friend Mike. We didn't spend much time together because Mike wanted to get back to studying for his nurse anesthetist classes. But we had enough time together to go to the Empire Mall to find a sweatshirt he wanted and to have a snack at the mall food court.
After I dropped Mike back off at the library where he was studying, I headed to Barnes & Noble for a bit to see if my book was available for sale there. I found it wasn't, but the customer service person with whom I visited gave me the name and phone number of a store representative with whom I'd like to talk about the Sioux Falls Barnes & Noble carrying my book.
I headed for the Godfather's Pizza on Kiwanis around 6; the restaurant was the site of our latest Sports Car Club of Siouxland meeting. My friend Dustin was standing in the parking lot waiting for people to arrive, and soon others joined us. After we hung out in the parking lot for a bit while some of the guys finished their cigarettes, we headed inside and got down to business. Our meeting really didn't last that long, but we were able to cover a fair bit of business. We mainly discussed plans for the banquet and whether the club is going to stick with the SCCA or move to NASA next year. Either sanctioning body would be good, but NASA seems a lot more appealing to most of our crew. With our business finished, we all jumped in our cars and headed home.
It's going to take me a few days to adjust to moving the clocks back an hour early this morning. It's not quite 10:30 here in Brookings, but to my body it feels like it's closer to 11:30. That said, I'm going to "close up shop" for the night and climb in bed. I'm gratefuly for the way this weekend has turned out, and I'm going to continue to work to make this coming week and my life beyond it as good as I can make it. In the meantime, I need to rest myself and take better care of myself. Everything will fall into place.