three weeks left

Three weeks from today will be my last day of work before I head off on my vacation. That means in 21 days, I will be on the plane heading out of O'Hare to Heathrow. WOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

30 days is too long, yet, not long enough.

It's funny to me how 30 days can be too long and, at the same time, not long enough. I have 30 days left until I leave for London. I am really excited and can't wait time is dragging. While on the other hand, I have a treatment plan review for each of my clients every 30 days. It always seems like I just did the client's review when it's time to do it again.

Life is what happens when you're making plans.

I am sooooooooooo tired of waiting for April. It seems as if nothing else could be more exciting than traveling to London.

I realized the other day that I can't just sleep until time for vacation. For one thing, I would not have any more paid time off. I know from experience that it is more interesting to follow someone's blog when they actually add entries more often then once every two to three months.

I thought I would mention I sent my application packet to the Oregon State Board of Professional Counselors and Therapists to get started earning hours towards my LPC. This will create more employment opportunities including working for Providence for almost twice what I am making at the non-profit I am at now and/or private practice. It's not that I couldn't do private practice now, the LPC adds credibility and allows me to bill insurance. I have about 900 of the 2400 required hours of client contact. Only 1500 to go. woohooo

My feet hurt.........

A little birdie told me I should start a walking program before I go on vacation to London. I started today.

I talked to my friend at work and we decided to walk for about 30 minutes on tues, wed, and fri. He doesn't work on mon and has a noon group on thur. Several other coworkers have expressed interest in joining the walking group (of two) but no body seemed to remember this today so off we went.

Downtown Portland is a very interesting city to walk in. The various styles of architecture provide a variety of back drops and lots of people walk their dogs. My friend tells me I can spot a dog a mile away. I love dogs. They give off this vibe that says they are begging to be talked to in a ridiculous baby voice and petted. Most dog owners smile indulgently while I speak nonsense to their four footed companion. They know what I mean.

Any way, back to the walking. We walked around the Pearl District (NW Portland) for 35 minutes before heading back to work. I was fine for the first hour. For the next 1-1/2 hours I had to fight to stay awake. Then my energy leveled out but the muscles in my rear end and legs started to stiffen. Who'da thunk that 35 min of low impact walking would have that effect? Not me.

Good thing tomorrow is thursday. It's an off day.