CRPS, or Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (Type 1), is a change in the nervous system that's usually triggered by a very painful episode. The bad kinds affect the brain, nerves, muscles, skin, metabolism, circulation, and fight-or-flight response. Lucky me; that's what I've got. ... But life is still inherently good (or I don't know when to quit; either way) and, good or not, life still goes on.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

One for the money, two for the show...

I suddenly got tired of waiting.

I do this: churn up a great idea, spin possibilities, lay in lots of groundwork, get cold feet, get reinspired, hammer down some details, fall apart completely, then say "oh the heck with it, who needs drama, let's stop dithering and get this done" -- and off we go. (Editorial "we" there.)

I've gotten nearly all the stuff that I need -- vehicle, bedding, cooler, and a power inverter to charge the laptop with.

I'm making a custom map on Google Maps with airports from the halfway point on (in case I need to fly out to make my next doctor's appointment), campgrounds and national parks along the way, and increments of no more than four hours of driving per day -- aiming for one hour at a time, with lots of long breaks.

There is flex built into this that lets me stop for a couple of days when necessary, to rest and reboot. Some days I might drive only two hours, or one. I got my ticket on Southwest so I can change it for free. It's all progress.

I'm driving across the temperate zone during harvest season, so getting my produce is less of an issue than it would be at any other time.

I'm fed up with the mess in my car so that's great motivation to thin out and repack.

I found a wonderful site called which includes national parks, state parks, and KOA, among others. And there's always Motel 6 for backup, if I really need walls and a door.

And I'm wondering why I'd delay getting better. I'm off to combine the healing factors I've looked into and spend enough time on them to make a lasting difference.

Or not.

In any case, it's time to try. At least it will leave me in better shape for the winter -- always the worst, hardest, bleakest time. Maybe this one will be better..

Let's find out.

1 comment:

  1. ... And then I got sick. So I'm recuperating from what I hope will be the worst cold of the season and consequently slowing right back down again.

    As ever, the joke's on me.


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