Tuesday, September 23, 2008

My Therapy



My daytime career is fun, demanding, self-satisfying, stressful, hilarious, aggravating, plenty of freedom, tightly scheduled, big bucks, tough budgets, way up, way down, spectacular, frustrating. It's a roller-coaster & I've been on that ride for 30 years as of this month - 41 if you count the days when I worked for my dad (a builder) beginning at the ripe old age of 11. I love what I do but sometimes it's nice to get a break.



Sooooo, when I get stressed out - I go to therapy. (We can drive on our beach, which is pretty cool - I think.)




It's free, quiet, & relaxing, especially at the end of a long day on the roller coaster.

4 comments:

Diane said...

Oh, I need your therapist.

And thanks... all your S-words were good except the sweet tea (ick). Too TOO much sugar, Sugar ;)

jenboglass said...

Color me jealous of your beach. I have the mountains though. I love visiting the ocean. It makes me feel so insignifant. I don't get there too often, so it's such a magical experience whenever I'm there.

Heinous said...

That is freaking awesome. I'm a smidge envious but it's calming even to look at. I've always loved the beach.

JaxPop said...

Thanks for visiting my humble blog. Within a few weeks I'll be blogging about St Augustine (where I live) & how it all, including our beach, became part of my new book (a YA adventure) which will be out within the next month or so. Have a great day.