I've got two more days of vacation left. I fly out Saturday afternoon and get back into Portland at around 8:30 p.m. I honestly would not mind staying here another month, but I'm getting antsy. I miss my animals and I feel like crap, health-wise. My back is wrecked from sleeping on the pull-out couch, and I can barely walk when I get up in the morning.
Yesterday, Mom and I went to her relatives' condo to swim and have lunch. I'm glad that I stayed an extra seven days because otherwise I wouldn't have gotten to say goodbye to them (they were busy last week). I can't remember the last time I saw them. They moved back to Germany in 1987, but surely it can't have been that long. At any rate, it was wonderful to see them again and I really enjoyed spending time with them. Now that I'm working on my fear of flying, I'm all fired up to visit them in Germany next year. I can't believe I'm this old, and I haven't seen Europe yet. This is where I start beating myself up for wasting so much of my life, so I'll just shut up about it.
On a side note, I'd like to point out that even though I said they were my mom's relatives, they are my relatives, too. My sister and I are adopted, and my whole life I never felt like I belonged to either side of the family. I've always referred to them as "my dad's family" and "my mom's family." A lot of my problems stem from feeling shut out my entire life. But that's what therapy is for. Another reason I'm eager to return to Oregon.
In happier news, I'm going to my second hockey game tonight, if all goes well (the Bolts are playing the Minnesota Wild.) My friend had to euthanize her dog yesterday, so her friend J said that he would take care of the tickets. This may or may not involve us using an acquaintance's season tickets. I'm very excited.
And now, I'm going to do some stretches in the hopes of getting rid of these crippling back pains. Next week this blog will be back to 100% running.
Yesterday, Mom and I went to her relatives' condo to swim and have lunch. I'm glad that I stayed an extra seven days because otherwise I wouldn't have gotten to say goodbye to them (they were busy last week). I can't remember the last time I saw them. They moved back to Germany in 1987, but surely it can't have been that long. At any rate, it was wonderful to see them again and I really enjoyed spending time with them. Now that I'm working on my fear of flying, I'm all fired up to visit them in Germany next year. I can't believe I'm this old, and I haven't seen Europe yet. This is where I start beating myself up for wasting so much of my life, so I'll just shut up about it.
On a side note, I'd like to point out that even though I said they were my mom's relatives, they are my relatives, too. My sister and I are adopted, and my whole life I never felt like I belonged to either side of the family. I've always referred to them as "my dad's family" and "my mom's family." A lot of my problems stem from feeling shut out my entire life. But that's what therapy is for. Another reason I'm eager to return to Oregon.
In happier news, I'm going to my second hockey game tonight, if all goes well (the Bolts are playing the Minnesota Wild.) My friend had to euthanize her dog yesterday, so her friend J said that he would take care of the tickets. This may or may not involve us using an acquaintance's season tickets. I'm very excited.
And now, I'm going to do some stretches in the hopes of getting rid of these crippling back pains. Next week this blog will be back to 100% running.
(Me at the beach in Treasure Island. My mom took this. I think she's got a good eye for photography, especially considering she had no idea what she was doing.)
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5 comments:
Your back will feel better after a few nights in your own bed and some quality time with the animals.
you're cute!
but what? no foot picture?
have fun at the hockey.
What, and alert my foot stalker to my presence here on blogspot? Nooo thank you! ;)
Hockey was AWESOME. We lost, but I still had a lot of fun. A lot.
adoresixtyfour- I wish! My bed is still at my sister's house. I have no way to get it up to "my" place. I've been sleeping on two futon mattresses stacked on the floor since May. My back is forked. But I do believe that some quality time with the critters will do wonders for me.
Ooooo...I've done the "sleeping on a futon on the floor" thing. I walked like an 80-year-old man for months because of it.
But...critters. Yes.
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