Life is pretty good and satisfying, and I realize this is a first world problem but....
I'm at the point in my life where everything seems the same. I've tried a lot of things and gone a lot of places. I've discarded a lot along the way as not really being for me- for example, hanging out in malls or me being a cocktail party host. So I'm rather comfortable within my choices that fit, however, I do like variety and it feels like many days are the same old same old, even if they are choices.
When I was younger, I often used shopping as an excuse for an "adventure", but I no longer need much. I used to cook a lot of exotic food, but now we eat fairly simply. I've simplified my life a lot, which provides time and space to reflect (I realize this is a luxury not many people have). I've been frustrated in many of my volunteer ventures (although I haven't written this off). I don't have kids, so I don't get the variety of following a child's interests and friends. Many of my friends live an hour plus away (met them through work), so socializing often involves driving long distances- they are all so busy busy busy that if I wasn't doing the major accomodation I would likely not see them.
So to sum it up, life is just kinda blah. No problems, or drama or health issues and the like, for which I am so grateful. I even feel guilty "complaining" about this. I just see life as a big hamster wheel, or like the movie Groundhog Day. Anyone else feel this way at mid life? What did you do about it to get back some zest?