I think I finally have a life in Ohio

After 5 years.  That's a long time and quite sad.  My metric for a "life" was simply looking at my calendar over the next few months and realizing I have almost no free weekends.  I think the fact that I need a calendar is also a testament to my "life".  I'm not surprised it took so long to feel at home here.  I hate change.  I like to be comfortable.  I personally view myself as shy, timid, and a social wuss.  I hate making new friends and making small talk.  Most of my week nights are open aside from going to the gym and planning runs, but I'm ok with that.  A busy weekend life is good enough for me.