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I have been shopping for 2 months. Does anyone understand how truly madly deeply i HATE shopping? I am at the point where all that i want is for this to be over. All i want is a home. I found -the- place last week. Last week i lost -the- place. This has been the hardest most heartbreaking thing I have ever done.
Today was one of those days where nothing, not a thing, was going right, I've been laughing my ass off since 8 am. I walked in to an effed up copier and out to a list of more to do. But it's not just me, it was the same in Calgary, and for some reason that comforted me, I like the Calgary people. Somedays it feels as though you are shovelling water.
On Friday I spent about an hour being grilled as to why I was not in a relationship. I just dont get why 'I don't want to be' isn't a good enough answer? I don't know if i could come up with a better answer, I don't know if I'm in denial, but I'm actually really honest and truly happy with my life and why is that so hard to believe? I'd rather be in no relationship than a bad one is what it all comes down to.
My dear dear friend is leaving, after years of contemplating and waving, the strongest man I've ever known has decided to leave the only home he's ever known. I love him like I love noone, I'll miss him, but I am so proud of him.
The horses have been bliss, well, the horse. I've become pigeonholed to a wacko pony I though i'd break the first time I climbed on him. The first time I rode him I just found him bouncy with a nice jump, the next week we did a course and with every faith that he'd jump anything I pointed him at I actually was able to let go of my hands. This week she pushed us further, and he darted out to each jump we did on the first try, to the ooh's and ahh's of a 6 year old waiting for her first lesson. This horse is heaven, he's got attitude and spunk, he's an ass and that's what makes it fun. I love it. I even love the 13 year old girls that go along with it.
This weekend is nxne, all i want to do is lay by the lake.
I have been shopping for 2 months. Does anyone understand how truly madly deeply i HATE shopping? I am at the point where all that i want is for this to be over. All i want is a home. I found -the- place last week. Last week i lost -the- place. This has been the hardest most heartbreaking thing I have ever done.
Today was one of those days where nothing, not a thing, was going right, I've been laughing my ass off since 8 am. I walked in to an effed up copier and out to a list of more to do. But it's not just me, it was the same in Calgary, and for some reason that comforted me, I like the Calgary people. Somedays it feels as though you are shovelling water.
On Friday I spent about an hour being grilled as to why I was not in a relationship. I just dont get why 'I don't want to be' isn't a good enough answer? I don't know if i could come up with a better answer, I don't know if I'm in denial, but I'm actually really honest and truly happy with my life and why is that so hard to believe? I'd rather be in no relationship than a bad one is what it all comes down to.
My dear dear friend is leaving, after years of contemplating and waving, the strongest man I've ever known has decided to leave the only home he's ever known. I love him like I love noone, I'll miss him, but I am so proud of him.
The horses have been bliss, well, the horse. I've become pigeonholed to a wacko pony I though i'd break the first time I climbed on him. The first time I rode him I just found him bouncy with a nice jump, the next week we did a course and with every faith that he'd jump anything I pointed him at I actually was able to let go of my hands. This week she pushed us further, and he darted out to each jump we did on the first try, to the ooh's and ahh's of a 6 year old waiting for her first lesson. This horse is heaven, he's got attitude and spunk, he's an ass and that's what makes it fun. I love it. I even love the 13 year old girls that go along with it.
This weekend is nxne, all i want to do is lay by the lake.