Enforced Secret Joy #39 – Getting Out Of Los Angeles

I’m in Orlando for the weekend, as my Bug niece is turning five. I always like going somewhere better than coming back. The start of a possible adventure rather than the end. There is nothing NOTHING more depressing than flying back to Los Angeles, though that may possibly be because I have the world’s worst luck in ever getting someone to pick me up from the airport. BUT! We’re not at that moment yet, and I did get someone to drop me off this morning (thank you, sir) so hopefully it’s a sign that this weekend is going to be filled with fluffy bunnies and rainbows and cupcakes and happiness and joy joy joy all around.

Dear God, thank you for airplanes. Thank you for reasons to leave Los Angeles. Thank you for birthdays, for my family, for this laptop, for this minute, thank you for this second. Yes, we’re literally taking it second by second these days. So thank you for that one. And this one. And this one. And this one. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Amen.