August 15th -- 8:40pm

Just finished eating some watermelon and playing a game of Mahjong. All in all it’s been a pretty good day. Went for a long bike ride down on the Willamette River. There are some good bike trails to ride on down there, so there’s not much traffic to deal with. I’m not a big fan of riding in car traffic at all. After the ride, picked up a sandwich at New Seasons and then headed to the noon meeting at Live and Let Live Club. Was a good meeting, though I was getting tired by the end of it. I didn’t share but was happy to sit and listen to others.

We had a group conscious meeting afterwards in which we voted on a new Monday meeting leader. He was nervous and excited about the responsibility. He’s a young guy that’s been coming for a little under half a year. Seems to have his head on pretty straight. We also needed to get a new meeting leader for the Friday meeting. Someone got nominated but he wasn’t there. His sponser was and knew nothing of this person wanting to lead a meeting. In the end, we didn’t vote on him being the new Friday meeting leader due to honestly not knowing if he wanted to lead the meeting or not. Was a little comical to watch unfold and yet a little sad.

The last few days have been filled with some doubt and hesitation about my decision to go into the Alcohol and Drug Counselor Program. It will be a lot of work and I’m not sure what the end result will be. I know I can find a job. I’m not sure what kind of job I can find. I’m not sure if I would be better suited for the Counseling if I got a Master’s Degree. That would be at least another two year investment in schooling. Uuggghhhh. Not too, too excited by that. But a lot more doors would open. I know I would be able to help people. I do know that.

I had a realization the other day that I have been carrying around all of these baseball cards for all of these years and they’re pretty much worth nothing financially. Today though, I headed over to my storage unit and took out some of the boxes of cards and took them down to Goodwill store, donating them. Just to ease my mind, I stopped by a card shop on the way. Asked what they might give me for the cards. He wasn’t even interested in looking at them. Said the market was saturated with cards from the 80s and 90s. So I hopped back in my truck and drove a few blocks further and gave them away.

I really don’t feel like I’m missing anything. If anything, a little weight has been released. It’s as if I can move on to other new things. I’ve still got more to get rid of but it was a good start. It’s time to sort through all of these things that I’ve been carrying forever with me. Do I really need to carry them anymore? Or can I release them into the Universe, letting someone else enjoy them, and I can move on to other things? I’m choosing the latter path. I’m moving onward in my life.