I had a terrible sleep last night, I seemed to wake up every 2 hours, and at 4 this morning rolled over, half opened my eyes, and became convinced that someone had just closed the door to my room. I was terrified. so after hemming and hawing over what might be lurking in the shadows of my room I decided to turn on the light and get up.
I'm nobody's fool, I took a big, heavy flower pot to protect myself, just in case it wasn't my overactive imagination. Luckily I had nothing to fear, the closing of my door was nothing more than an imagining, I should have know that, Cadie was dead to the world on the bed beside me, had there been an intruder Cadie would have been up and trying to make friends with them.
At any rate, I moved to the couch in the living room after that, Cadie always waits until I get myself settled, then she comes out and pushes herself onto the couch at my feet. I can't say it was the best night ever, but at least I had company. And upon reading last night's blog again this morning I think it's time to start taking the vitamin D again.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Into Every Life...
Many of you may not know this, but I dubbed September the "Official Month of Me" about 6 years ago. The honour came after September 2004 ended up being the best month of my life. That's when I landed my first full time job, I mean, that's really the only thing that happened but it was momentous for me. That one event opened a world of possibilities. As I recall there were some other good things that happened in September 2004, but the specifics are lost to the sands of time.
Since I've been fortunate enough to have been steadily employed since 2004, I'm sure you can imagine that no other September has been as great, or has meant as much to me since then. The moniker remained because it made me feel good to know that I had a whole month to celebrate me. It's greedy I know, most people in North America only get a day a year, most people outside North America are lucky if they get that. Still. My birthday is the fist, and so it seemed as though the month should be dedicated to me. Every year my birthday has been pleasant, the weather has been reasonably pleasant, and although these Septembers were uneventful, that too was pleasant.
I have nothing to complain about. 2010 has been my year, and just about everything has gone my way since the end of February. That being said, this September has not been pleasant. Sure there are highlights. C made me feel very special on my birthday, and C, the dogs and I went for a great hike over the labour day weekend, but on the whole it hasn't been a great month.
I've been fighting with the bank, my telephone providers, pay roll, (these fights are my own stupid fault, and everyone I've been dealing has been very helpful, so I really shouldn't call it fighting, but "fighting" really describes my feelings on the subject, rather than the reality of the situations). I've also been involved in a little car accident, embarrassingly less than a month from the day I got the car. To top it off, the weather has gone from ridiculously hot and humid, and borderline cold, with nothing but rain, rain, rain, and the migraines that go along with the rain and cold weather.
The car accident happened in my parking garage, when I hit one of the posts. I was alone in the car, and was driving about 5 to 10 KM/h, so no one was hurt, except poor Hermione and my pride. Last night was a bad one, initially I panicked and tried to handle all of the details for fixing the car by myself but, before too long, (14 hours, and a persuasive email from C), I realized that I couldn't solve this problem on my own, I felt like DJ on Full House, when she drove the family car through the kitchen window. After a good chat with my benefactor (Bene from this point on) I am feeling much better than I did last night.
So the worst things to have come from all of these challenges is:
1) I learned a good lesson about car safety, and about not panicking behind the wheel!
2) I tend to lose perspective while I'm sitting at home alone, which means that I may need to rethink the whole dating thing, as I may be turning into a hermit in my private life.
3) Bene taught me a lesson that Full House tried to teach me 15 years ago, you can't do everything on your own, you need to talk to friends, and honesty is the best policy, secretes are no good, proving that Bene and C are more persuasive than television.
Again, focusing on the positive, September is only 8 days old, there's still time for things to turn around
Since I've been fortunate enough to have been steadily employed since 2004, I'm sure you can imagine that no other September has been as great, or has meant as much to me since then. The moniker remained because it made me feel good to know that I had a whole month to celebrate me. It's greedy I know, most people in North America only get a day a year, most people outside North America are lucky if they get that. Still. My birthday is the fist, and so it seemed as though the month should be dedicated to me. Every year my birthday has been pleasant, the weather has been reasonably pleasant, and although these Septembers were uneventful, that too was pleasant.
I have nothing to complain about. 2010 has been my year, and just about everything has gone my way since the end of February. That being said, this September has not been pleasant. Sure there are highlights. C made me feel very special on my birthday, and C, the dogs and I went for a great hike over the labour day weekend, but on the whole it hasn't been a great month.
I've been fighting with the bank, my telephone providers, pay roll, (these fights are my own stupid fault, and everyone I've been dealing has been very helpful, so I really shouldn't call it fighting, but "fighting" really describes my feelings on the subject, rather than the reality of the situations). I've also been involved in a little car accident, embarrassingly less than a month from the day I got the car. To top it off, the weather has gone from ridiculously hot and humid, and borderline cold, with nothing but rain, rain, rain, and the migraines that go along with the rain and cold weather.
The car accident happened in my parking garage, when I hit one of the posts. I was alone in the car, and was driving about 5 to 10 KM/h, so no one was hurt, except poor Hermione and my pride. Last night was a bad one, initially I panicked and tried to handle all of the details for fixing the car by myself but, before too long, (14 hours, and a persuasive email from C), I realized that I couldn't solve this problem on my own, I felt like DJ on Full House, when she drove the family car through the kitchen window. After a good chat with my benefactor (Bene from this point on) I am feeling much better than I did last night.
So the worst things to have come from all of these challenges is:
1) I learned a good lesson about car safety, and about not panicking behind the wheel!
2) I tend to lose perspective while I'm sitting at home alone, which means that I may need to rethink the whole dating thing, as I may be turning into a hermit in my private life.
3) Bene taught me a lesson that Full House tried to teach me 15 years ago, you can't do everything on your own, you need to talk to friends, and honesty is the best policy, secretes are no good, proving that Bene and C are more persuasive than television.
Again, focusing on the positive, September is only 8 days old, there's still time for things to turn around
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Famous Last Words
So just one business day after my last post I regret to inform you that my fail-proof alarm clock has failed me. Cadie let me sleep in well past 6:10, in fact, it was 6:25 when I finally struggled to a sitting position. I don't know what exactly the trouble was, perhaps it's because it's suddenly fall and Cadie is suddenly confused, it could be a result of the fact that I pulled down more of the covers last night and Cadie and I weren't so squished, I am inclined, however to blame the alarm clock for not going off
As I said it was 6:25 when I woke up, shook my fist and cursed my inability to set an alarm clock I've been dragging around with me since I was thirteen. However, if this had to happen I'm glad it happened today. Today my office returns to regular hours, and I had a couple of extra minutes to spare. I still got to the office with an extra 45 minutes, so I guess all's well that end's well.
As I said it was 6:25 when I woke up, shook my fist and cursed my inability to set an alarm clock I've been dragging around with me since I was thirteen. However, if this had to happen I'm glad it happened today. Today my office returns to regular hours, and I had a couple of extra minutes to spare. I still got to the office with an extra 45 minutes, so I guess all's well that end's well.
Monday, September 6, 2010
Great Lakes Weather...
If you don't like it just wait ten minutes, it'll change.
The weather here has been all over the map this weekend. It was hot and humid on Thursday, then cooler on Friday, though still a little humid. Saturday morning was very cold. So cold that when I first stepped outside for Cadie's walk I turned right around to come back and change. That being said, I couldn't have asked for a more perfect morning; the sun was warm, the sky was a beautiful bright blue, with a few fluffy white clouds whizzing overhead, pushed along by the strong, cool wind. It was the most fabulous morning I've seen in a long time. We spent a little more time than usual lounging in the baseball bowl, then we headed over to the trails, where we wandered around for about 20 more minutes. All in all it was a great morning, but as I rounded the corner and onto my street I looked behind me (north) and saw that I had been chased from the park by a black and ominous looking rain cloud. I felt a little like Eeyore from Winnie-the-Pooh, the donkey who has his own special rain cloud.
From there the rain ebbed and flowed for the rest of the day, just when I'd think it would be clear for me to heard out for another walk, or to run some errands, the rain would come back. But as I was rounding my corner to my street, after my second walk I looked behind me (South this time), and noticed that the black rain cloud was headed out to the lake, and looking to the north I could see beautiful bright blue sky coming towards me again.
Sunday morning was also beautiful, it was the perfect day for a hike, and the timing couldn't have been more perfect, we had clear blue skies overhead, and saw the first few drops of rain just as we were getting back in the car. It was then overcast and rainy for the rest of the day.
Even though Environment Canada indicated that we were only looking at at a 30% chance of rain for today, it has been a pretty steadily miserable all day. I don't know if it was the rain, of the fact that Cadie and I haven't been outside much today, and that I've been on my own most of the day, but I've started thinking that it might be time for me to start thinking about dating again. I looked into the dating websites and ultimately decided that I'm not ready for the work and inevitable rejection that comes along with dating, and while I was looking at the computer feeling uncomfortable I realized that Cadie was hovering beside the door, so I've made up my mind to focus on her instead.
The weather here has been all over the map this weekend. It was hot and humid on Thursday, then cooler on Friday, though still a little humid. Saturday morning was very cold. So cold that when I first stepped outside for Cadie's walk I turned right around to come back and change. That being said, I couldn't have asked for a more perfect morning; the sun was warm, the sky was a beautiful bright blue, with a few fluffy white clouds whizzing overhead, pushed along by the strong, cool wind. It was the most fabulous morning I've seen in a long time. We spent a little more time than usual lounging in the baseball bowl, then we headed over to the trails, where we wandered around for about 20 more minutes. All in all it was a great morning, but as I rounded the corner and onto my street I looked behind me (north) and saw that I had been chased from the park by a black and ominous looking rain cloud. I felt a little like Eeyore from Winnie-the-Pooh, the donkey who has his own special rain cloud.
From there the rain ebbed and flowed for the rest of the day, just when I'd think it would be clear for me to heard out for another walk, or to run some errands, the rain would come back. But as I was rounding my corner to my street, after my second walk I looked behind me (South this time), and noticed that the black rain cloud was headed out to the lake, and looking to the north I could see beautiful bright blue sky coming towards me again.
Sunday morning was also beautiful, it was the perfect day for a hike, and the timing couldn't have been more perfect, we had clear blue skies overhead, and saw the first few drops of rain just as we were getting back in the car. It was then overcast and rainy for the rest of the day.
Even though Environment Canada indicated that we were only looking at at a 30% chance of rain for today, it has been a pretty steadily miserable all day. I don't know if it was the rain, of the fact that Cadie and I haven't been outside much today, and that I've been on my own most of the day, but I've started thinking that it might be time for me to start thinking about dating again. I looked into the dating websites and ultimately decided that I'm not ready for the work and inevitable rejection that comes along with dating, and while I was looking at the computer feeling uncomfortable I realized that Cadie was hovering beside the door, so I've made up my mind to focus on her instead.
Friday, September 3, 2010
The Fail-proof Alarm Clock
There are two days of the week that are the hardest for me in terms of getting out of bed. The first is Tuesday, because Tuesday is the longest day, and the most hopeless day of the week. The second is Friday. I have this strange feeling that Friday is part of the weekend and, actually, I think we should start a movement to push for a 4 day work week, so that Friday is just permanently part of the weekend.
This morning the alarm went off, and I resisted by first turning it off, and then laying back down and snuggling in with Cadie. Cadie likes to sleep right beside my pillow, so in those few moments while I am truly awake I usually reach over and wrap my right arm around her, and we both go back to sleep.
It doesn't last long though because if I over stay my welcome (in my own bed) Cadie gives me a kick. I sort of picture it looking a little like a cartoon where the donkey or horse gives the main character (usually schmuck) a kick with both of it's hind legs, the kick usually hits in the face, and the schmuck topples over backwards, with his feet going over his head.
The real version looks more like this: Cadie gives me, the schmuck, a kick with both of her back legs, that hits me in the chest, which is very unpleasant and sends me reeling out of the bed on the opposit side.
As I said, it's very unpleasant, but it works, I'm never late for work, and really it's my fault for being so lazy.
This morning the alarm went off, and I resisted by first turning it off, and then laying back down and snuggling in with Cadie. Cadie likes to sleep right beside my pillow, so in those few moments while I am truly awake I usually reach over and wrap my right arm around her, and we both go back to sleep.
It doesn't last long though because if I over stay my welcome (in my own bed) Cadie gives me a kick. I sort of picture it looking a little like a cartoon where the donkey or horse gives the main character (usually schmuck) a kick with both of it's hind legs, the kick usually hits in the face, and the schmuck topples over backwards, with his feet going over his head.
The real version looks more like this: Cadie gives me, the schmuck, a kick with both of her back legs, that hits me in the chest, which is very unpleasant and sends me reeling out of the bed on the opposit side.
As I said, it's very unpleasant, but it works, I'm never late for work, and really it's my fault for being so lazy.
Thursday, September 2, 2010
I Want to Hear From You
As you can probably guess I'm sturggling to find a look for this blog that I like, so please let me know what you think of it, Do you like the header, the background? should I scrap it all and start over?
A Great Day
I was driving home yesterday, feeling hot and uncomfortable when I heard the radio announcer say that it was 39 degrees Celsius, that's insanely hot for Toronto in September, it's over 100 degrees Fahrenheit, which is just too hot for me. It was the highest temperature ever recorded in Toronto in September (according to the radio, which is the best source of reliable information ;) ) and it was the hottest birthday I've ever had.
It was my birthday yesterday, and I had a great one, C and her husband B invited me over to their place for a nice dinner in the backyard, so we sat and had a visit while the dogs played, it was great, and the best birthday present was not having to walk the dog in 39 degree heat.
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