Delivery boy

Now that school is out for the summer, my morning routine is completely screwed up. B would rather not get up at 5:45 to walk the dog and we plan to do more bike-riding and running in the morning. This morning we were preparing to walk the dog at 6:30 when J called asking me to bring him his work ID that he had forgotten. So like a dutiful father I changed my plans and delivered his badge to him. He has been talking about moving out of the house. Who will he call for courier service when he is out on his own?

Yesterday I said goodbye to my shrink. He has done a good job; but I am doing well so I don’t see a real benefit in continuing our sessions at this point. I realize that I will likely be back to see him at some point in the future but it feels good to part ways at least for now.