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I dreamed about an ex of mine last night. I haven’t seen him in years; we were together when I was 15-17 years old – we’re talking an old ex. I’ve dreamed about him multiple times over the past few months. I think this means I’ll run into him soon, as I have found when [...]
1:15pm start.
clean both bathrooms
complete Chapter 2 of Insurance course
start Chapter 3
do dishes
clean litter box
take out recycling
vacuum upstairs
vacuum stairs
vacuum downstairs
deal with stuff on front deck
deal with misc crap that is all over the house!
2:30pm break.
I am 23 days into my six weeks off, with 19 more to go.
I may be hitting the wall a wee bit.
The house is looking good – I need to hang some pictures and buy some goodies at IKEA, but mostly it’s all done (except for the office but I’m closing the door and ignoring [...]
Last night I dreamed that I was at a Weight Watchers meeting. The leader was going around the room, greeting each person, but we were all listening. A few people mentioned that it was not their first time attempting to lose weight, and the leader laughed and said, “I know how that is!”
She got [...]
This is so wonderful, and just plain silly. I love that you can hear the guys laughing in the background.
Today I did something I have not done in over three weeks – I walked without my crutches! I brought them out with me just in case, but they ended up staying in the car because although I am slow and limpy, I can walk! Woo hoo!
To celebrate this achievement, I went to Walmart and [...]
On Feb 26, I had surgery to repair my right ACL.
On March 5, I closed on my very own two bedroom, 1.5 bathroom, two story townhouse in north Burnaby.
On March 7, I moved in.
If you ever have the option, do not have surgery that will preclude you from walking without the aid of crutches and [...]
It’s been a year since Logan passed. Do I still remember him the way I did the day I wrote this? Do I remember how he felt when I carried him around the garden on his last day? Do I remember the sight of his nose twitching in the wind?
Do I remember the way his [...]