This time next week, I will be sitting in the sand, drinking a margarita and starting a fabulous week with my family.
The last time I was at the beech, my vacation started out driving through a hurricane (Charlie) and having my last conversation with Pete. The week continued with my sister in law being a total bitch. Yes, a cat fight ensued that Thursday.
This year, no hurricane, no Pete and no sister in law. Missing one is better than dealing with the other two.
I am in dire need of a break from life. I have been really stressed lately - enough so that I am seeing a therapist. I feel no shame talking with someone about my problems. When I leave from talking with "Lisa", I feel like weight has been taken off my shoulders and a wave of relief washes over me.
Gotta run - ciao
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