Hi All. Back to our usual T-Day routine of buying a roasted duck in Chinatown and bringing it home. The place jumps with activity for take-away, and inside a family sat at one of the big round tables having a great time.
Watching your back n forth about depression. I'm sending energies for your recovery and that the weighty moods lifts. It's not a hay ride. I know through personal experience.
D, about comparing yourself to others. I've attended panels on this very topic at writer conferences. You're right, try not to. It's also hard to not do.
My own attentions are on very small things. Really fresh to have a run of maybe 5 days where I have no pressing matters to address.
With my retirement looming, we are making travel plans for next year. I hope the trips make us as happy as the planning does. This from research that the planning of a trip is the happiest part. I guess because planning doesn't have the knocks of travel like lost luggage, the rental car model you reserved being "sold out" or noisy ice makers right next to your door.
Erma Bombeck, of course, got it right ... and I'm going to have some fun searching for her post on summer camping with the family.
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