Days like these

Okay so its friday again, how come I'm not more excited? All week I was praying for this day to come and now that its here I could care less. I've been counting down the hours all week from the time I woke up till the time I got home from work and even then when I was home relaxing I was counting the hours till I went to bed and then started the day all over again. The days go by but nothing interesting has happened to me. My life has become mundane. I used to be so busy, I used to have a life and go out and have a ton of people to call. But the list is shorter and no one wants to go anymore, no one wants to come over and hang out, no one wants to go out and dance, no one wants to do anything. Well I'm sure they do stuff but not with me. How sad do I feel? Very. I long for the times when all I had to do was show up at a bar and I knew there was at least five people there that I would know and could have fun with. Now I walk into a bar and I know nobody, NOBODY.
The biggest thing for me on the weekend is figuring out when I have time to do the laundry and clean the house. Ugh domestication sucks! Anyway, thats how it is, life gets old and I get old and time goes by and I'll still be mundane. I can see me 40 years from now sitting on the porch reading a book, wrapped up in a throw and rocking in a rocking chair. Thats not a bad image to have of myself in the future but when I do that now does that say something about me? I think so. HA HA. Well time to live more of my life and watch the hours go by.