I simply haven't done enough interesting stuff during my time off.
A few interesting things, yes — sitting in on a podcast, visiting park areas I don't normally get to — but since I could count "going to the Hillsboro Sonic" as one current definition of "interesting," it's clear things could be more interesting.
Like in January 2004. I got downsized out of a job, then as a way to combat feeling bad about the lost job, I traveled — first a road trip to Eugene, then a flight to Virginia to visit family and friends. (If I remember correctly, I drove straight from Eugene to Portland International Airport to buy my ticket in person. That's about as impulsive as I get. (No, the flight wasn't right then. It was a March trip so I could be with my nephews as they turned 2.))
Or in 2008: not only did I quit a job due to job circumstances (check my long last comment on that entry to learn what those circumstances were), I deliberately took three months off, telling myself Do, Something, Special. And I did: going to Massachusetts and New York State, to visit friends and attend a convention that, huh, I had time to attend! And got to see Boston again (I like Boston), and Upstate New York and Burlington, VT for the first time. Good times, good people, good stuff, because I took advantage of time off.
I haven't taken enough advantage of this time off.
Let's see if I can correct that. And, of course, get a new job, because plenty of interesting things don't pay for themselves.