The Infamous First Post

I thought it was about time that I started a daily/weekly diary of my life. Some may think I am interesting, others may think I am boring. I really don't care where you fall into those categories...this is more about me and the ability to express myself. I have longed for an outlet and I believe this to be a good start.

I just returned from a ski trip to Utah. This is the first trip that I have ever taken by myself. I had a friend that was supposed to go with me, but he bailed out because of his impending divorce and lack of available funding. C'mon...what about priorities?? Going skiing is much more fun than worrying about your marriage! Okay...maybe not. I then called some other friends and none could go...basically bad economy, no money, blah blah. My wife then expressed some interest in going, but that soon went kaput as we found the need for two rental cars. I certainly needed a car to drive around to the ski mountains, and the wife did not want to be stuck in the hotel room. So she decided to stay home and I went on this trip by myself.

I have travelled extensively with my work. My previous job saw me going to over 30 states installing software and training physcians and nurses on how to use said software. I am very used to travelling...but not on vacations. It was a bit odd at first. I had to remember that I was not on an "expense plan" like I am for work. Everything I do comes out of MY POCKET! I am sure if I did forget this, the wife would quickly remind me as she always has a pulse on the bank account (thank you Internet). So here I am in Utah all by myself. All I want to do is ski every day...eat...then sleep...then do it all again the next day. There is no fancy eating out or going shopping. Just ski baby...everyday. And that's what I do...all by myself. You must know that I grew up an only child. My father passed away when I was very young. So I am very comfortable being alone. And because of this fact, I did enjoy myself on this trip.

I am an odd individual. I find myself being a bit shy and I do not like being the center of attention...unless I can control it. You would think that because I am shy I would not like talking to strangers. WRONG. I cannot control myself...especially on the ski lift where you are riding back to the top of the mountain with 1 to 4 people you have never met in your life and will probably never meet again. Not once did I ride up the mountain in those four days in complete silence. I ALWAYS initiated a conversation with someone. I just can't help it. So I made lots of "five minute friends" on this trip. Everyone was very nice, even the locals.

What happens when you take a trip by yourself? You find yourself doing a LOT of thinking. And the thing I thought about most was my wife and how much I missed her being there. Yes, she is a hard head (and so am I) and we fight about silly stuff, but I found myself thinking about her every day. She is not a skiier...so she would not have been there with me on the mountain, but I know we would have had a great time in Salt Lake City! Hopefully my next ski trip will include my wife...but I can still be alone on the mountain. There is nothing more thrilling and exhilirating that skiing down a wide open mountain with the awesome views that God created.

Well this is my first post...I know it was all over the place. Hopefully my next ones will be a bit more coherent. Thank you for reading and caring enough about me to visit this page. Until next time.