I have recently been having anxiety dreams about family and finances. This has likely been compounded by my current single angsting as well.

Which brings me to an interesting conversation I had with Margie on Saturday. We were talking about socialising and how difficult it can be to motivate yourself.

I am finding that I’m reaching a point where I just can’t take up the chase anymore. I just feel exhausted even thinking about it. Which is a bit of a shame, as I’m kind of giving up before I even start.

Hopefully this is a temporary malaise. Admittedly I’m finding that I’m not so sad about being single – I do like the freedom – but I wonder if I’ll feel the same when I’m heading into retirement?