I am wondering what I would have done with my life (at least for a while) had I not done this.  I simply cannot come up with an answer. Painting the house and the deck just will not do it!

I have been looking for something, not “something to do”, just something for years.  A rotten break-up, a rotten end of career, my parents with their catastrophic and grossly unfair illnesses and deaths were exhausting.

Time helps put these things in their own little boxes, stored away for safekeeping, to be tapped into for reference at some point. Or not.

I cannot remember having been so nervous and excited.  There is always something new to occupy the brain’s worry zone: gear, mechanicals (will that thing in the truck to what it’s supposed to?), food (what will I have for dinner when I get t here?), the bloody highways! That’s the BIG ONE!

The dips and curves, the precipices, and the unending distances to get anywhere.  What a big country!

All of these things, and others, are on my mind, constantly,

The gear is all there. Anything missing can be bought and I will get loads of great advice in a few days.

The truck has been all checked out, and it works.  I think I have figured out how to use the cruise control to slow me down on the hills.

Food. I have food, and beer and wine.

The highway. Well, lots and lots of other people have driven their new trailers along that road so I can too.

And so it goes…too much thinking going on up there.

Having said all of that though, after this, I am pretty sure I will have got BC out of my system.

Right, about 2017.  My New Year’s resolution was to make 2017 a year of adventure and happiness. No more sour grapes, sad memories boxed and shelved.

More smiling, talking to strangers and holding the door open for anyone.

Perhaps a 15 minute workout before breakfast will help smooth things for a bit.

Today, I will go looking for an ocean and a carwash!