Does it ever get better?

As I sit watching the program Sunday Morning I am thinking about, why I do what I do when I do?

Not really, this is more about life and if it ever gets better. Do I want to continue as a systems engineer or take a road with less pay to do what I really want to do? But there is a long list, to be creative, to teach, to pursue a photography career, to run away and start a new life (ok scratch this one off) or perhaps truck driving or clown school.

As I sip my coffee and review my options, I am reminded of the list of to-do items to finish. The half bath needs a sink, the walls completed and the toilet replaced. My back yard needs the leaves raked and I need to produce wood ash for the next shoot. The front yard is not complete and I am not sure I like the abomination I have created (looks good from the top, but not from the street), lacks harmony.

The wood floors need to be refinished, the kitchen is still incomplete, but I want to go outside to break glass and make more platters. My dog Chucho needs more attention, but Sebastian deserves more of my time. I want to exercise more, and care for my health,but it is difficult to get back into the regiment.

Perhaps, I am already living my life to the fullest and I just have not seen the fruits of its labor. I should make a list, start with sell the house, pay off debt, and buy a studio (large 5000 to 10,000 sq.ft). To live, create, and work. Do what I like, watching movies, reading, playing video games with Sebastian and cooking. Wait I forgot to add sex, I really do need a list.