It's been two weeks since my last day at Wild Rose. I've gained a few pounds, as well as a few inches of squishiness around my waist - I'm used to being on my week 8-10 hours a day! And I really haven't done much with my time off. I was sooooo excited for it, but somehow fell off that wagon and am only now clambering back on ( Read more... )

Today was a beautiful day! My week hasn’t been so hot, so I’m happy to end it on a positive note. Although my week started pretty great - Hot Marcus and I went snowboarding up at Sunshine, and it was sooooo fun!!! Just the two of us, and I’m getting way better, and it was awesome. Yup, awesome. I think maybe my favourite part was when we were way ( Read more... )

#8. I don't need anyone else to complete me.

I'm rather independent, always have been. I don't remember ever running to my Mom for comfort, I never got home-sick, I've been on my own since I was 18 - paying my own bills, doing my own laundry, taking care of myself. Sure, I've been lonely at times, and my life wouldn't be complete without my ( Read more... )

It’s September again ( Read more... )

Phone call from Ken-Leigh. Hearing his voice made me smile. He was a bit scattered while trying to explain himself, but I so thoroughly appreciate him trying to help me understand where he's at. He's recently free of his last relationship obligation, and has no desire to delve back into that place, which I get. He'd said as much when we were ( Read more... )

I'm trying to live my best life, day to day. I'm getting much better at it. I'm pretty freaking happy these days, it's awesome. I don't know that there's a particular reason behind it, but things is good, and I'm appreciating the bounty ( Read more... )

Not that long ago Mike made a comment to me about how I must be so disappointed, that I got neither the boyfriend nor the cat that I wanted. It was an offhand remark, but it settled deep into my psyche. I'm not always as grateful as I should be, nor am I as accepting as the world around me needs me to be. I expect people to be accepting of me, in ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a bit better. The talk with Stevie has really helped me have a clearer perspective on this, and while it still hurts like hell, it also feels like maybe a scab is starting to form, like the wound isn't quite so raw.

I had coffee (Indian tea latte) with Sonja, we talked and I cried. I'm still sensitive. I confessed a bit about feeling ( Read more... )

Quinn is still snuggling at night. I love her and am so glad she's here ( Read more... )

I only had one person show up to class last night. Mike has started moving stuff out and it feels like a punch in the gut. He and I spent hours last night wrapped in each others arms, crying our faces off. It was our last night together ( Read more... )