Is That a Light at the End of the Tunnel?

In a couple more days I will be headed to Seattle, yes that coolish drizzly northerly west coast city, for a week’s vacation with BJ. Actually, it’s a bit of work for him combined with vacation, but for me it is pure rest and relaxation.

I am very much looking forward to this break from the real world. I am very much in need of a bit of rejuvenation to prepare me for dealing with, instead of ignoring, certain piles of metaphorical shit in my life.

Oh, and while I’m gone, I imagine I’ll have time with BJ’s laptop to do all manner of things, such as checking my personal email accounts, blogging (oh how I miss real blogging), reading all the blogs I’ve been skimming lately, and maybe even getting some personal business resolved via the world wide web. (I can’t write that without smiling and thinking about how Optimus Prime says it in the movie. Oh, come on, don’t tell me you haven’t seen Transformers, and if you really haven’t, then by all means go rent it at a Redbox or put it on your Netflix list or something.)

I have all manner of things about which I want to blog, most having to do with the work I am doing in therapy that is required of me so my psychiatrist will keep prescribing the happy pills for me. I will admit that’s one of the things I like about their approach. They won’t just prescribe meds without doing some talk therapy too. What a refreshing change from the doctors elsewhere who’ve just thrown pills at the problem the last few years without much, if any, follow up to see if they’re helping or if there are other things that could contribute positively to my mental health.

This is probably my last pre-vacation post. Let’s hope my first vacation post isn’t about some travel day nightmare on the trip out there.