Looks like I've got some decisions to make. Here's what's going on in my head.
1. Do I get a new iPhone? I dropped it and cracked the screen. Still works fine, but the front-facing camera is completely destroyed. Pro: No more stupid drunk selfies. Con: No sweet "look at my majestic beard" selfies. Could also just get it repaired, I know, but it might be time to upgrade to the 5S anyway. I've wanted one with more storage anyway so that I can fit more music on it.
2. Do I move? I currently live alone in a place with more than enough space (for me and Bruiser, but probably wouldn't accommodate another person who isn't sleeping in the same bed as me) that isn't extremely costly (I spend about 30% of my income on housing after utilities costs), dog friendly, close to dog friendly places every service I've needed since I've moved to this city. All with no lease. Landlord is a little slow on the promised improvements (it was 6 months before my front door was held closed by anything but a deadbolt), but has been very responsive in the event of anything urgent. I'm being offered a place that is smaller, shared with another person and not built for privacy, in a less desirable area in terms of access to business, but costs less than half of what this place does and is a 5 minute walk to a dog friendly park and the ocean. The thought of having that extra money for even a few months is super tempting. The other problem is that it's on the military base, and being that I'm not military, if my roommate were to get transferred, I'm stuck in the lurch having to move possibly on short notice. But.... MONEY. I've lived with this dude before, and it went really well. That was also close to 10 years ago though.
3. How important is it to me that I play ultimate again? Dislocated right shoulder times four, torn achilles, knee pain, a concussion last year, and now a strained hip flexor. Just keeping up my physio exercises to maintain functioning joints will probably double the length of my workouts now. All from playing ultimate. Why do I continue to destroy my body playing this game? In the last few years, I've spend more time nursing injuries than developing skills. I have not improved as a player. If it's just a social outlet, why can't I be satisfied with playing recreationally, and not pushing myself as hard as I do on the field? If we make the debateable leap that in the community, player ability directly correlates to social standing, is it worth it? Is there a co-ed team sport that could fill the void?
4. Do I buy and restore a car or travel? I've had a long held fantasy of owning a classic car. More classic than the 1978 Datsun 280ZX that I owned for all of one summer because I lived too far away from work to commute to both of my jobs in the winter via public transit while the car was in storage. I loved that car. Mostly working on it. I miss the grease on my hands and the click of the ratchets, the problem solving, and the pride at the end of a weekend of successful tinkering. I don't own a car right now and I miss it. There are also practical reasons I should have one. What if something happens to Bru and I need to get him emergency care, and the time it gets me to get access to a vehicle is the determining factor in whether or not he lives and dies? How would I feel, having frittered away money on gallivanting across the globe, and leaving myself unprepared from a practical standpoint to handle thing beyond the day to day of my life? I also just have this image of me as the me I want to be, and somehow, this car just fits into it. Is that a stupid, shallow idea? Like this thing I would own would somehow make me a more complete person? My month in Thailand and Vietnam last year changed my life. So did my ill-fated journeys to Honduras and Suriname. There is SO MUCH world left to see. I'm super jealous that my friends are going to Indonesia this year and that I can't join them. I toyed with the idea of doing both, of course. I could do a North American road trip in a restored classic. But I've done road trips before, and it was nothing like going to Asia. Finding out that I could relax and find my way after the initial cultural shock was another really memorable sensation that I'd like to have again. And when in my life am I going to have another job like the one I have now that can afford me the freedom to travel the way I want to? That said, with the price of gas, will I ever be able to afford to have a vehicle with a 300 cu inch V8 as a primary method of transport again? Just need a money tree. Then I could do it all.
5. Should I try online dating again? Just kidding. The answer is no. No I should not. Sick of chasing after that feeling I've never felt before. It'll happen when it happens. Also need to quit inventing dream girls in my head. It's making me into a checklister, and not in the good, ephemeral way, but in the far too specific "I might miss out on someone amazing because they lack something stupid from my checklist" kind of way.
Hey. Look at that. Decision made. One down. Four to go.