World-class wonderful
Last Sunday my husband and I were driving back from the cottage and decided to stop and have dinner someplace. I used my android smartphone to find us a place and navigate us there. It was perfect: a canal-side restaurant with fresh seafood. Boats were tied up to the dock, including a lobster boat. Prices were high but reasonable. All in all, it was a gem of a find. It reminded us of a restaurant we ate at in Disneyland, next to the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. Just as romantic - more so than the place we ate in Venice - but more real. The number of places that decorate with actual lobster boats must be fairly small.
The day before that we went on a bike ride. We were pretty much alone on the bike trail. I always have a weird disconnect in my mind about this. We're in a beautiful place using an exquisite - and free - facility on a Saturday afternoon in the summer and it's EMPTY. Wait, what?
The third things that comes to mind when I think about world-class wonderful is the way I can get counseling. I've just put it in my schedule to go see a therapist and I go see a therapist. It's such a bizarre privilege to be able to just get help with something when I need help. I am finding it useful.
The day before that we went on a bike ride. We were pretty much alone on the bike trail. I always have a weird disconnect in my mind about this. We're in a beautiful place using an exquisite - and free - facility on a Saturday afternoon in the summer and it's EMPTY. Wait, what?
The third things that comes to mind when I think about world-class wonderful is the way I can get counseling. I've just put it in my schedule to go see a therapist and I go see a therapist. It's such a bizarre privilege to be able to just get help with something when I need help. I am finding it useful.