This is the life! Or is it?

I am about rested out.  This is the reward for a hard year teaching teenagers.  I sleep until I wake up, have coffee, read, watch Samantha Brown on the Travel Channel.  Then I read some more, maybe work out with my weights and my fitness ball, maybe ride my bike, maybe walk down to the library.  I also may take a nap.   In the evenings I read, watch some TV or movies, and drink.  Yes, I have been known to play my guitar some.

Ah, this is the life!  Or is it?  This leisure is about played out.  I miss having things that I have to do.  I don't know what would happen if I actually had to retire or become disabled.  I do enjoy writing, but I don't have much to say right now.  

What I miss most are people.  I don't have any teacher friends who are also off for the summer to hang out with.  I guess I am feeling lonely and isolated.  I listen to people using the apartment pool (right by my place), but I am really not interested in using that tiny, cloudy bathtub for some, toilet for others.  I find the prospect of waking up tomorrow rather tedious.  I feel like I do need some sort of purpose to keep me going in life.  This is a rare summer for me, as I am not taking any big trips or any college classes.  What the hell am I going to do?  

Maybe this is just Protestant Work Ethic rearing its ugly head.  I feel I MUST be working to have a reason for my existence.  I feel I must be accomplishing something, creating something to give my life any sort of meaning.  

People reading this may think, "Shut up, you whiny bitch!"  I don't blame them.  I am faced with the challenge of this great gift of time, but not having a clue what to do with it.  

What would YOU do if you had the next 8 weeks off?