“the whirligig of time…”

The whirligig of time, Twelfth Night, Shakespeare…

I saw this play last night at the Bard on the Beach festival that happens every year here in Vancouver. I go every year, and love love love it! They have it on the beach, obviously, in a huge tent near downtown. We froze our asses off but had a great time and the play was hilarious! Bonus is, I get to see it again in a few weeks with my friend when she comes to visit me.

So anyways, thus the title of this post, time seems to be racing along and I am having a hard time keeping up. Geez I have been busy! Trying to still do some planning for our trip which seems to be coming up quick! Gah! And not one but two guests coming to visit me this month. Still purging some odds and ends I happen to find and cleaning my apartment in preparation for my sister’s arrival later today. We haven’t seen each other in a year and a half! I can’t believe it’s been that long, probably the longest ever. We will be taking a bit of a trip, down to the outlet mall across the border then down to Seattle for a couple days. I am excited! I love road trips and the ability to buy my favourite rum in it’s over-proof form.

Other than cleaning, we had a huge event put on by my work. It was a lot of work and stress and I put in extra hours for that, but it’s all good. And omg I had a migraine in my eye this week! I never heard of such a thing before and man was it painful. How does my body think this shit up anyways?

I also saw Diane on Tuesday. She does your astrology chart, reads tarot cards, is psychic I guess the word is and believe it or not she can also communicate with the dead if they happen to be around. My mother came through for the first time ever! Apparently she’s all giddy with excitement for my trip to Europe in the fall. My mom loved traveling but certainly never got to travel as much as she liked in her lifetime. Diane said that mom was saying that I am getting to do what she has always wanted to do. For you skeptics out there she also said that she is up there with Elizabeth…Betty…and my mom’s mom’s name was Elizabeth but everyone called her Betty. Diane also said that there’s a small child with mom, someone who passed in the womb. My sister in law had a miscarriage before my mom passed away, and was pregnant with a second that my mom never made it to see. Mom always wanted grandchildren so bad….she even had Diane tell me that there’s still time for me. Geez mom, the eggs have surely started to rot by now. Besides that I am sure my tubes have tied themselves, tighter each time I hear a screaming, misbehaving spawn of someone...

Anyways I could go on and on about my session with Diane, and perhaps I will another time. It’s was all very exciting. But for now I got a ton of things to do, so until next time…

Wanted, one good man....(sad to say I know....)

Mood=positive
Playing=Taking My Life Away, Default
Alcohol units=2 (so far…hey it’s the long weekend)

The purging continues but that’ll be going for a while now. It’s weird the shit I find. Do I need phone bills from 2001? I don’t think so…..But I found a investment I forgot I had so I am pondering cashing it in and paying off a card and buying a new couch cuz god fricken knows I need one. This one has seen WAY too many CornNuts and dribbles of rum, tea and wine…..

I could have used a rent-a-husband this weekend. See, I had a bit of a tiff with my ex, whom I would normally sweet talk to do shit for me, and this weekend I really had some things that needed to be done and certainly missed his handiness. I bought a large blind for my dining room window where the sun streams in, during the afternoon and when it’s 29 fricken degrees Celsius that’s just not pretty. It always amazes me how just sitting on the couch and staring off into space in a vegetative state can cause me to break out in a profusive sweat…but YES! It’s that hot in my apartment!

So anyways I buy this blind and managed to get it on the crowded bus without bashing TOO many heads with it…(I’m sorry only goes so far) Then of course when I get off the bus I had to lug it another 5 blocks IN THE SWELTERING HEAT only to get home, take it out of the box and find a part missing. –seethes-

Now after this tiff with my ex I really don’t have anyone to call and say hey can I use you unashamedly to take me back to the store so I can do an exchange? I also don’t have anyone to call and say hey can you come over and drill a few pilot holes so I can put this blind up and while you’re at it you may as well just do the whole damn thing for me. And I also don’t have anyone to come over and fix the god forsaken bedroom ceiling fan which picks the hottest day of the year to fricken break. And let’s not forget my overly large desk that I have wanted to get rid of for the past 6 months, but everyone that says they are gonna do it for me never steps up. Seriously 20 minutes…get it out of my apartment and take it down to the Sally Ann! I’ll pay you! –pulls hair-

I pride myself on being independent, I’ve even fixed my own toilet, but my skills only go so far, and I think it’s best to stay way from any electrical work fixing the ceiling fan may elicit. So yeah any men out there wanting to make good money on the side? Rent-a-husband….do it, you’ll be rich in no time and think of all the single women you’ll get to meet!

Wow this was so not where I intended my blog to go today….lol

The Cleansing Continues…

Now that I have cleaned the inside I am now cleaning my outside...my apartment that is. I have the urge to purge! Funny enough I used to be the worst packrat and my apartment is always messy. I really do LOVE a clean apartment, but I just have such a hard time keeping it that way. –frumps-

Then I got a book called Clearing the Clutter and learned exactly how wonderful doing just that really is. Basically, you cannot expect anything new to come into your life until you get rid of the old. Also the Feng Shui ramifications and clutter blocking the energy flow and all that jazz. It was about this time that I had been on a Nibs binge whist sitting on my couch and my mind wandered to thinking of my mom. She LOVED Nibs, got hooked on them when she quit smoking before I was born. Plus mom was a packrat in the worst sense…she kept EVERYTHING. When we cleared out the house some years back it was amazing what we found. And she also liked to keep boxes for some reason…empty ones. Don’t ask my why, we had the same house from a year or so before I was born until a few years ago, a good 38 years maybe?…lol. So here I was sitting on the couch, binging on strawberry flavoured Nibs and thinking about my storage space chalk full of empty boxes. I had turned into my mother! lol…which really isn’t bad she was a great woman, but I didn’t need that kind of clutter. So anyways I started purging a couple years ago and it felt so good I go through spurts where I just look for shit to throw out. I am now addicted to throwing things out. When I heard that my best friend still had boxes of notes from high school I have been literally jonesing to get over to her place to throw shit out. Like that TV show of which I cannot remember the name, but where they force people to throw shit out and get organized. See I could SO host that show. I have gone from one extreme to another…but I’d rather be clutter free, then drowning in it.

Course my place is still always messy, but I think it’s much better than it was.

Now I owe a monthly weight in…or measure in for that matter. I am proud to say I lost an inch off my waist but nothing off my hips. The cleanse did an amazing job of ridding me of a lot of bulk. I seriously look like I lost at least 5 pounds. I lost a lot where I don’t measure…lol…I lost on my bum and thighs, especially in between where I measure and probably everywhere else too. I knew it would make a difference but not that big. Everyone has been saying how great I look and so that makes me feel really good. I haven’t done a cleanse in about 3-4 years, so that was probably a lot of it. But, tummy is a bit back….it HAD gotten really flat during the cleanse and for the week after…but my stupid tummy and its stupid problems. It just does not like food! I’ve quit drinking tea during the week…yeah I KNOW! I’ll have to change the name of my blog. But I wanted to cut back on sugar. Plus I haven’t been eating much carbs (and no booze during the week) and been eating in tiny bits every 3 hours or so…but still the tummy’s been creeping in and so I don’t know what’s up. I know it’s bloating and not fat…ugh…I want a new tummy.

But I have been doing great with working out and am hopeful that I can still keep losing and get the toned body I really really want!