A year in the life….

Wow. It’s been nearly a year since I last posted.

But it’s been a good year. The Cipralex continues to do its good work — I only wish I’d known about it sooner. Stuff still happens, but I handle it so much more easily now. It’s a kind of feedback loop: the calmer I am, the better things go, and the better things go, the calmer I am. And so on.

Ballantine books. Just a sample...

Ballantine books. Just a sample…

I’ve also been spending many fun weekends hunting around in antique markets and used bookstores with a childhood friend whom I’ll call “The Falcon” here for his uncanny ability to zero in on the exact books we’re looking for (Ballantine WWII history editions) from 500 paces. It’s really spooky. We take turns driving, and spend the day on our various routes around Southern and Southwestern Ontario. Book dealers and model shops have gotten to know us, as have the staff at our favourite Vietnamese restaurant in Kitchener. Mmm. Noodles.

Many happy returnsss of the day.

Many happy returnsss of the day.

Boyd, my beloved ball python, is nearly three years old now, and almost four feet long. He recently escaped (my fault — I left his cage door open overnight) but was recovered safely the next morning from his hiding spot in my hall closet.
Sophie the cat is now 18 and a half and slowing down considerably. It’s hard having an aging pet, and sometimes the yowling and clingy behaviour get on my nerves, but we have both found solace in a) anti-anxiety medication and b) her little grooming comb. Grooming is calming for both the groomer and the groomee, and this is how we get along.

I did two levels of improv classes at Second City here in Toronto in order to tackle my lifelong stage fright (yup, it works!), filled in on my pub quiz team for a guy who was overseas for six months, saw a lot of good shows at the Art Gallery of Ontario (the David Bowie one was my favourite — I saw it twice), and visited the Butterfly Conservatory in Cambridge.

Her Majesty.

Her Majesty.

I swam a whole lot in my friend Ann’s pool, drank more of her excellent G&Ts, saw some excellent films and some not-so-excellent ones (yes to The Theory of Everything; HELL NO to Boyhood), read lots of good books, got hooked on Game of Thrones, did quite a lot of work for good new clients, and spent much less time dealing with the crappy ones.

This is five minutes from where I live. Seriously.

This is five minutes from where I live. Seriously.

Ate lots of sushi and Ethiopian and Korean food, went for countless long walks on my beloved Don Valley trail, rode my bike a bit, did NOT get sick over Christmas for the first time in years, and just generally had a pretty decent year.

…and that, really, is that.

Life is good. More later. Hopefully not a year later this time. 🙂
~ AG

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5 thoughts on “A year in the life….

  1. It’s great to hear from you again. You’ve been missed. It brings a smile to hear you’re doing so well and apparently enjoying life! Carry on! 🙂

    • Thanks, Jim! I honestly don’t know where the time went. Will try not to let such a long gap happen again. 🙂

  2. Hello, I’m relatively new to this world, my 22 y.o. son finally being diagnosed 2 years back. Please excuse my ignorance of the lingo. We always knew things were strained for him and he had his rituals but he is very high functioning and u dont see it unless u live with him. People thought him shy. His achilles is social situations. It breaks my heart when he has twice been sweet on a girl but misread ‘signals’. Also he seems to use his diagnosis as a crutch: he’s interested in video game development but wont consider even looking into a local uni creative gaming degree although the uni tries very hard to make programs accessible for all. “I can’t. Ive got Aspergers.”

  3. hej!
    Well, apparently there’s an ocean between us … but I thanks to wordpress I can read your articles. That means a lot to me, beeing in some way “connected” to others from the spectrum.
    Probably one day I hear myself saying “Life is good”, too. I hope so.

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