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Wanted: more fun and excitement

Welcome to my blog! My name is Paula and this blog is about making my life more exciting. The sad truth is that my life is currently so uneventful and boring that I’m about to fall asleep just thinking about it. It never used to be quite this bad. And now that I’m fast approaching my mid-forties and going through a midlife crisis, I’m starting to panic that I’m wasting my life away, that I’m running out of time, that I won’t be able to do for long what young people are able to do (such as going on a beach holiday and looking hot and sexy in a bikini. I can only see myself looking unattractive in a one-piece with orange peel skin. Helen Mirren eased the panic only momentarily).

I realise that my thoughts aren’t perhaps very rational but it doesn’t change the fact that I’m not doing much with my life at the moment and that if things continue the way they are, I’m going to be very disappointed with myself on my death bed, looking back and regretting that I didn’t live life to the full.

What makes this all even worse is that I now live in London, one of the most exciting cities in the world! I have moved around quite a bit during the years which is actually really exciting but it also means that you leave your friends behind and, sadly, I’ve noticed that at this age it’s not that easy to make new friends anymore so my social circle is pitifully small where I currently live, which doesn’t really help matters when you’re trying to have more fun.

Something needs to be done. Hence this blog. I feel that if I let the world know of my plight and announce to all and sundry that my life is actually incredibly boring but that I intend to start improving things here and now and as a proof will keep a blog about it, then I will actually have to start pushing myself out of my comfort zone and into taking action. That’s at least how it works in theory. I’m also quite a risk averse person so just by doing something as daring as this, I’m already pushing myself to do something I don’t consider safe but which I’m sure will turn out to be a wonderful experience that will enrich my life. And those are the experiences I need more of. Experiences that make me feel I’m alive.

And who knows, maybe there are other mind-numbingly bored people out there in the grips of their midlife crises, feeling the same as I am, who just might feel motivated by this to start taking more action in their lives too. We can inspire and motivate and push each other.

So here’s how it works in practice. Every week I will need to do something that pushes me out of my comfort zone, that forces me to take action of some kind, to go out and experience something that leaves me thinking ‘I’m happy I’ve done that’ and I will report it here. You may think ‘Just once a week? That’s not very much at all. How about something every day?’. I don’t want to exhaust myself with activities so I feel that it’s better to start this slowly. I am still a person who needs a lot of me time and there’s no point of pushing this too far too soon.

But hey, isn’t this exciting?! Hmmm… now I’m actually going to have to do something…! I’ll be back soon with my first task for myself.

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