Ain't No Mountain High Enough...

When you're up on a mountain in the moonlight surrounded by stars, snow and the cold night air hoping that you can get to the bottom and have your fiancée waiting for you, you have a lot of time to think and pray. I wasn't lost....I just had to find my way with no flashlight and no cell phone. Well after midnite I finally came out on the road and within 10 minutes was picked up by search and rescue. Cold, thirsty, hungry and bruised, I was alive. I am a survivor and I am sorry I scared every one but I wasn't giving up. I had the stars to guide me....and God to watch over me.
Will I make those mistakes again? No. Will I climb that mountain again? Yes. There are days I'd much rather be on that mountain than at work....I am finding it easy to feel depressed about not really being retired. I'd rather be sightseeing and hiking and playing with my cats. I try not to waste my time off, but I never seem to have enough of it. A week from now it will have been a year since we closed on this house and I still haven't touched anything in the garage. How do you get your motivation back? I used to be really active in a couple organizations but now I just want to run the car club and be left alone to geocache in peace. Just needed to vent....