Not especially bored. And not so bored as to write a post about whether it's bored with or bored of. Who, frankly, cares?
No I'm bored with one very specific bit of my life.
And my Dad used to tell me that if I was bored I must be a cabbage. He was kind like that.
Once upon a back in the time was I used to have a long drive to work. 45 minutes across the Birmingham rush hour and over four years I avoided most of the other cars most of the time and enjoyed the Radio 1 breakfast show to boot. If I felt complacency coming on I would vary my route a little. I was in my early twenties. More likely to be bored then than today but avoided it.
These days I live a one and a half mile walk or 1.8 mile drive from Holy Trinity Church where I go up to three times a day four or five times a week. There is no possibility of varying the route. I have migrated to Radio 4 and only catch snippets of a programme on the way.
The drive takes 6 or 7 minutes. I do need to concentrate a bit because once I get off the estate I come to a junction and occasionally there is another car there.
How can I use the time better? Don't say 'walk' or 'cycle.' Or 'work at the church.' I'll explain why not if you really want to know. Just help me to make the most of those six minutes. Ta.