Part of My Charm

Since my last blog. Oops. As Ames pointed out on twitter — I haven’t blogged in a dog’s age. A dog’s year? What’s the proper way? I avoid some sayings like those because I’m afraid that I’ll get temporary dyslexia and end up saying/doing the wrong thing. It’s happened before, usually when I’m in my driving lessons. My instructor will tell me to put on a certain blinker and and more than not, I’ll click the opposite one. People on the roads, beware, I may have my license soon. I’m actually a really safe driver and was told that I’ll more than likely pass my test.

One thing I’ve noticed since I started driving is that - HOLY CRAP people are scary enough on foot but, put them in a car & let them loose: watch the EFF out. Maybe I’m paranoid or a wimp, but getting behind the wheel has made me even more aware of how easily it could be to get into an accident or make a mistake and it’s scary. I know I’ll get more confident with years of practice but I’m glad for the “realization” and think it’ll almost ..keep me in check. So I won’t be dangerous or speed, stuff that might end up bad news bears.

What else? I’ve been so busy with work lately and I’m actually really liking it. Well ok, for the most part. Having NO free time & being tired & sore (I know, whine whine, I haven’t got it bad at ALL, I know!) sucks but being an adult with purpose and responsibility is a nice feeling. Until those bills start rolling in, that is. Money has been on my mind a lot (what’s new?) lately — I’m planning on really budgeting myself this year in school so that once I’m completely finished with college in the spring, my loans won’t be too through the roof. And then of course I’ll find a sweet job & pay it all back in a year. We hope. I think I could do it if I was really good with money and if not, two years is not that bad either. We just really want to be in our own place by about this time next year (maybe closer to next christmas, not this one upcoming) so it’s essential to get loans paid off, build my credit up to a good level and save, save, save.

I went to the doctor the other day and had my first physical in, oh I’d say, about fifteen years. I’m not even kidding you & I’m actually sort of ashamed to admit it. I’m not sure why. I just think it’s so stupid that I’d put off something so precious as getting my health checked out & anything worrisome get taken care of right away. At least I can start caring about it now. I’ve been trying to drink more water, eat more fruit and veggies and take an assortment of different vitamins and stuff. You should see my HANDFUL of pills. I’m old, people. It’s real. My nightly requests for snacks are still frequent so that shall be the next step I’ll take - cutting back and cutting OUT. A lot. I’m never going to deprive myself because, well I just won’t. If you know me at all, you know how much I love the foods. I love them bad. I enjoy it & I just have to learn how to NOT overindulge at every meal. It’s possible, just gotta implement it.

The doctors visit produced a specialist appointment for my leg/back problem, me peeing on my hand while giving a urine sample — one of my first, it was tricky! — my shy doctor, who closely resembles Ron Howard with more hair, giving me a breast exam with his eyes closed & head partially turned away, and a form for bloodwork. Again, if you know me at all, you know that I am DEATHLY AFRAID OF NEEDLES. I obviously WILL do it, but omg, don’t wanna!!!!

Our plan this weekend was to camp up at the local provincial park, but due to busy schedules for both of us, we’ve decided to head up to the park on sunday afternoon and spend the day there walking around, taking pictures, eating a picnic lunch, playing in the creek/pool and laying around in our hammock/love sausage — RB’s name for it. I’m really excited to get up there because summer is rapidly coming to an end and I want to get as much of the season in before it’s gone. The tundra will be back in a few months and I’m not looking forward to it. Hello, seasonal depression! I actually am excited about fall, halloween, christmas, stuff like that, just not the snow and cold and grey and ..no sun. I miss that guy when he’s away.

Hmm. Oh yeah, so we’re also going back to the cottage in two weeks — August 21-24. I’m, more than obviously, excited about this because it’ll most likely be our last trip up this year. We’re planning on doing some canoeing around the lake, which should be an .. adventure. RB is a very good, experienced canoer and me, not so much. I’m not bad, just not as confident and tend to squeal a little every time a wave hits the boat and rocks us a little. I’m getting better, it just takes time — and lots of patience on RB’s part. I just hope my camera survives our trip. I’d really like to get some pictures and don’t want to have to leave it behind. The day we get back from the cottage, I’ll be at the waterpark (YEAH BABY) with work. Not like I’m excited about it or anything.. definitely not. I’m pretty sure I’ll be smiling in my sleep and dreaming about the wave pool, the night before. I’ve got giddy butterflies a.k.a. I’m three.

Okay, I think that’s all for now. I could ramble on forever but I’m getting sleepy. I’ve got a long day at both jobs tomorrow so I think rest is a good option right now. Hopefully I won’t go as long between blogs as last time — my bad!