it was, we were the cliche, but we carried on anyway
I am full of joy. I am not generally full of joy. I am trying to find a constructive way to express how content and optimistic I feel lately, because thus far my reaction has been to sit around with a dumb grin on my face. This is not related to the outcome of the election, although that certainly helps. I've been in this huge funk lately. Yesterday I described it to someone as carrying around a huge backpack full of rocks. Now the rocks are gone; I'm listening to new music and connecting with new people (or old people in a new way, in some cases). There's a bounce in my step, and I can't stop smiling. It's an excellent feeling.
Big things I am looking forward to:
I am going to Cincinnati this coming weekend to visit Aaron Tobe. We are going to see Margaret Cho and a performance of Reefer Madness. We also have comedy club and karaoke bar plans. Cincinnati is a much better fit for him than anywhere else he has lived, and it feels great to visit him and see how happy he is in his new life.
My family is going to Vegas for pre-Christmas this year. We are going to see the Grand Canyon while we are out there. We haven't gone on a full-family family trip since 2000 when we went to Disney. Bill isn't really the traveling type, but I think it's going to be a great time.
Jeff moved back from Oklahoma. I'll let him write about this himself if he chooses to (we've all been a little lazy about LJ these days) but suffice to say coming back was the right decision. I think he will probably think my backpack full of rocks analogy rings true for him as well.