A Good Week so Far....

I had a really nice weekend. B and I went to a nice bookstore downtown on Saturday. Three floors of books, a restaurant and an elevator. Had my folding chair with me so I could relax and take my time going through the shelves. Had a bad moment of wanting to get out of there for a while and was ready to go after we had lunch but I held out and got better. We stayed to about 3:30 in the afternoon(we got there at 11:00 in the morning,) Lunch was very nice and it was a sit-down, full service place sharing the top floor of the store. Had some nice pasta and soup with a great dessert (tiramasu!) and coffee. I got a great book on the fictional natural history of Skull Island from King Kong and an up-dated edition of Gwynne Dyer's "War."
I ended up having a nice time and on Sunday, B and I went to see "Underworld: Evolution" and a nice chicken dinner at Swiss Chalet. Altogether, a great weekend considereing that on some weekends in the past, I would be hiding in bed for the majority of the time. I'm hoping that I feel better when I go to my therapy tomorrow morning. I guess I'll see.

Things a Little Better....

Well, I decided to take a risk(as recommended by my therapist) and get to the bottom of the ceiling-thumping situation. I went upstairs and rang the doorbell and spoke to one of the ladies that live there. My pretense was to inquire as to whether they were getting enough heat from the furnace(we have control of that service). She said that everything was fine temperature-wise. I then asked whether I was making too much noise at times and mentioned the thumping. The girl said she was sleeping in the living-room above ours because it helped with her back pain. She said she hadn't heard anything from me and had no problem with noise. It didn't explain the thumping but it made it clear that whatever it was, it wasn't directed at me. So I went back downstairs feeling much better and showed myself that I was capable of taking a risk and going directly to the problem when necessary.
It did improve my overall feelings. I went to my next therapy session eager to tell Christi what I had done. She seemed pleased and went on to mention that I might want to consider attending group therapy in the future. It would be a year-long weekly stint of hour and a half group sessions with a limited number of patients(10). I replied that it sounded useful but I didn't think I was ready to take on a year-long obligation(and it would be an obligation; I would be required to attend or I would be removed from the group) Itold her that I would definitely consider it but I couldn't promise to enter it until I had more one-on-one therapfirst. What I'm involved with now is still relatively new and I'm still getting used to it.
Anyway, that is the current situation.

Not a Good Week, Really...

I've been down for the last few days..... My session at therapy was uncomfortable and just the other day there was thumping on my ceiling early in the morning while I was listening to tunes on my mp3 player. I use headphones but I sometimes hum along to the music. Apparently someone was sleeping upstairs in the living room over my own living room and thumped on the floorbecause I woke them up. I'm assuming that it was in response to my humming. This is the second time it has happened and it's made me very self-conscious. I'm not upset with the thumping, but it made my anxious. It's just possible that it had nothing to do with any noise I was making(B said that there was thumping in the mid-evening while she watched TV) but I suppose I'm afraid to find out.

A tough session...

It's been a while sisnce I posted. I'm OK in general but I always seem to feel bad when I go in for my weekly therapy session. This morning I felt fine, was chatty in the car with B, but by the time I was halfway there, I felt totally down. I get there at 8:00 am for a 9:00 am appointment because that's the only time B can drop me off. So I wait, sitting in the waiting area with my eyes shut and try to relax. It doesn't make sense that I feel so bad, because the therapy sessions themselves are quite harmless. All I can think of is that I'm resisting the obligation of going there in the first place. My major problem is how I react to obligation in general. Well, I hope it gets better.