I already did.
Now I'm just trying to recover from it.
Keep the noise down, and get off my lawn!
I am living the life hum-drum and that is way I like it. Had a former co-worker that was just drama in human form. She would come in and tell me of all the wild happenings over the weekend, only half of which I believed. She would then ask about my weekend and I would tell her about how I relaxed, or did a little work in the garden, etc. She once called me boring. Told her I would gladly take boring any day. Last I heard she was divorced from her fourth or so husband and struggling to take care of a house full of kids and grandkids. I don't regret my boring lifestyle.
I lived like that when I was in my late teens through most of my twenties. At this point, I prefer to chill at home.
I have a neurological problem. I have no sense of escalation. Every time I have tried to "have fun" I have overindulged and not had fun. With no positive feedback I have no incentive to indulge.
I'm at a point in my life where I want things to be predictable. My soul cries out from the inside that I should be doing something bigger, making a wave, some other such hackneyed thing. But I have a family that depends on me now and that's where my priorities need to remain. My life is like piloting a ship: slow and steady.
The juice isn't worth the squeeze for me to be "living la vida loca."