tripod

WELL, i have so much to tell you.

on friday afternoon, i decided to paint my back room this weekend. it's something i've been planning to do since i moved it, and my landlord gave me permission (and said he'd reimburse me – even BETTER!). so i began on friday evening. i had to prime the walls and then apply 2 coats of paint. so essentially i had to paint each wall 3 times. when i began i thought "i am a strong, capable, independent woman", but it didn't take long to think "this is much harder than i thought it would be". the stairwell was really tricky and i was scare my bold leaning over the edge would result in me falling and breaking my neck. i wonder how long i would have lied there before anyone found me. anyway.... it was exhausting, but i enjoyed myself. i drank red wine and listened to the cbc. it took almost 24 hours to complete. i did little else except...

in the mid-afternoon i decided to go to the store for some french bread. i'd been painting with my house-door open, but the door to the porch (that you have to walk thru to get to the house-door) was shut. when i left to run to other store, i went outside to find honey in the backyard. i quickly grabbed her and then searched the house for pekoe to make sure he hadn't got out too. he wasn't there. i went back outside and started calling his name and spotted him. but he startles very easily and he crawled under the fence and ran away from me. i was quite upset and i searched for 10 minutes, freaked out that i'd lost mr. pekoe so soon after losing fru. my neighbours joined in the search, we split up and they quickly found him. PHEW. so he's safe and sound back inside. grr, that crazy guy. but i'm so thankful that he's back that i even let him sleep on my pillow right beside my head like he always tries to do.

anyway, i'm very pleased with the paint job. here are some before and after pics:

BEFORE

AFTER

this afternoon i made a fennel and tomato salad. it was really good. i had french bread and red wine with it (no, i'm not becoming a heavy drinker, i'm just trying to use up this bottle my neighbours gave me). i wanted to take a picture to show you because it was so fancy-smancy, but my camera batteries are dead.

well, here's the last of my news... i've decided to go to baffin island next april to visit beckie. i love taking vacation and traveling, but i always get discouraged because so few people are available to join me on holidays. but then it occurred to me, why travel with someone? how about you go visit someone! beckie'll only be there one more year, and i'm going to plan to be there for her birthday. it'll be really expensive, but i'll save starting RIGHT NOW. besides, i won't have to pay for my accommodations and such. so that will help. melissa and i were talking about going to mexico, but she said we can go another time, mexico can wait. visiting beck is time sensitive. linkage

don't you know that its a fool who plays it cool,
by making his world a little colder.

grey

i'm slightly freaked out by how fast time flies. i just got my driver's licence renewal reminder in the mail. i feels like just last year that i thought "wow, i don't have to get this renewed for 5 years!" ugh, i don't even want to think of 5 years from now. i kind of feel that time keeps moving and i keep standing still. each year i'm frightened that nothing will happen or change in the coming year, and at the end of every year i look back and am blown away by all that came to pass. you'd think i'd learn. i have to admit, almost a year ago (at thanksgiving) i said to myself and in writing on pspd "i wonder what i'll be doing this time next year", and really, i'm not doing anything special. that disappoints me. don't get me wrong, i'm not complaining. i'm just one for excitement and surprise. and there's a definite absence of both right now. regardless, i am content in spite of my rather even-steven existence.

this morning i got up and it was still dark out. with the lights on in my house i noticed how similar it was to when i got into bed the night. and i thought to myself "how do i know it's not night-time". i guess the main difference is that i was well-rested. as i've mentioned repeatedly before, i'm enjoying going to bed early/on-time. sometimes i think to myself "you should just go do such-and-such, when you look back are you going to remember how well you slept or that you had a memorable conversation with so-and-so". which i think IS good logic, however i do have physical limitations and need sleep, and a lack of sleep makes me feel miserable. so even though won't remember one specific nights sleep, i will remember feeling good and upbeat in general. it's more a preventive measure.

promise to paint me as a work of art.

storm

i made garlic bread tonight! how uncharacteristic of me. i can't even remember where i came up with the idea. it was good, but next time i'd use more butter.

i'd like to expand my vocabulary. it seems over time the english language has dropped an assortment of words and we're only left with the bare minimum. it's too bad, because i feel like of gypped. in the non-racist sense.

it seems my life is either hectic or bulldozed. i set aside this evening to just chill at home, but i got quite drowsy as i read and passed out on the couch. it's as though whenever i get the chance to mellow out, my tiredness is permitted to emerge. i'm at the mercy of my exhaustion, so i'm going to go to bed. i so enjoy not waking up tired.

we're slow to acknowledge the knots in the laces.

kafufle

i've just finished the first sock of my second pair! i'm very excited, it looks really good, and fits like a glove. or should i say sock :p

sometimes i have issues with them, but i keep it to myself. it's frustrating because it's like they think their close-mindedness will keep them safe. no doubt i seem very liberal compared to them, which i'm sure makes them in turn very uncomfortable. which is funny because i'm not a particularly liberal person, liberated but not liberal.

last night i went to a pampered chef party at jordin's place. i bought my first stone. i'm pleased about that, i realize it won't make me into some fancy cook, but it will make somethings turn out better. i'm considering hosting one myself, just because it would be a good chance for my friends and famly to mingle, but i wouldn't do it for quite a while since a lot of the people i'd invite were there last night. besides, i'm still just barely staying on top of my busy social calendar.

my pants do not lie.

the fall weather has been insane. it's like it can't decide if it's coming or going. honestly, it's practically bi-polar. it's too hot in here. i should take off my new sock.

i'm sad because i just realized that i forgot my lunch vehicle at work :( oh l.v. how i miss thee. i think of you and your cool pack slowly becoming lukewarm....

i got a hand,
so i got a fist,
so i got a plan,
it's the best that i can do.

devotion

this might seem quite obvious to everyone else, but it occurred to me today that there is a possibility that my life may not turn out to be an utter disaster. i'm not sure at what point i adopted this train of thought, but for as long as i can remember, i've just been assuming the worst for my life. which is a real shame! like that's a sad mentality to carry around. and i'm annoyed at myself for surrendering to catastrophe. like, come on les! i feel quite encouraged by this realization that things may very well go very well!

i had a nap today in my contacts. it feels rebellious to nap in the day time. i like to dabble on the wild side.

here's a kind of blurry photo of my lunch vehicle. i wasn't super jazzed with the woman icon at first, but it was better than all the marijuana or misfits patches. but it's grown on me. i kind of like that it feels like a briefcase. probably because it's not a briefcase, so it's sort of a novelty. if it actually was a briefcase i'd probably hate it, i'm definitely more of a portfolio kind of gal. but instead it feels like an edgy anti-establishment lunch vehicle.

lord give me grace and dancing feet,
let me outshine the moon.

licorice

leaving my door unlocked i went across the street with my kite in hand. i'd been trying to read with some difficultly on my balcony, but the pages kept fluttering in the wind as those subtly suggesting i come and play.

alone, without anyone to help me, i quickly launched my pirate ship kite into the clear blue sky in the middle of the barren field of the memorial centre. i'd never flown a kite before, well at least never successfully. up up up it went, giving me rope burn on my left hand as i tried to keep it from getting too carried away. the string began to blend into the sky which left the kite appearing to be floating independently in the air. i sat down and watched it. and soon lied down since it was so windy it didn't need help from me at all. it danced around for almost 10 minutes, i smiled to myself, and noticed a group of people who were obviously aware of the ship, but chose to ignore it. i imagined people in cars driving by, saying "hey look at that kite!" like i had once several years earlier, which had led me to that very spot on this very day.

the winds eventually died down and it became harder to launch it again. looking around for higher ground unencumbered by powerlines, i spotted a set of bleachers. standing a top, my kite easily took flight again. it was roughly 150 ft above the ground, and a good distance off i saw it's shadow moving about on the ground. my eyes then noticed my own elongated shadow which had long legs and an extended torso. my hair was fluttering around my face as i decided to lay down on the top bench. i held my kite-holding hand up into the air, and placed my other above my head on the wood beam. lying there i began to wonder if feeling beautiful was enough – if it was truly comparable to being told one was beautiful. i decided it would have to be enough, it's been a long while since i was told i was beautiful by a man who truly meant it. perhaps never actually. but no matter.

i don't know, which way the wind will blow.

tutu

i school we were taught to never paint from the tube and to never use a colour straight from the colour palette in illustrator. that concept has stayed with me. i got looking at my lunch vehicle last week and decided it was too pre-fab – straight from the tube. so i bought a patch from the jungle and ironed it on where the "thermos" patch used to be. i'm dazzled by this change. it's a nice personal touch. i think i'll buy a "you're not the boss of me" button from the goat and pin it on as well. very suitable i think.

apparently i have nothing else to say. nothing's coming to mind, so i guess i'll end here for tonight.

summertime has come and gone,
all used up with wishful thinking.

funkstation

i found me a mid-wife.

i met joanna's friend mianh tonight. she's a mid-wife in training. i told her that if i ever have a baby she can be my mid-wife. she herself is pregnant, and i was amazed by the fact that upon meeting her i reached out and touched her belly. i wonder if pregnant women get that all the time. near strangers touching their bellies. odd that it should seem strange to be touched by a stranger. i wonder why our culture became so non-touchy. so i guess the plan is that mianh will help deliver the baby and david will catch it. ya, david and i cooked up a plan that he could catch my first-born child. i promised, the only clause is that he can't disappear from my life then reappear in 10 years to catch my baby than take off again.

i was reading an article on google news today about aging. oh, did i say reading? i meant skimming the headlines. but from what i gathered, they're saying that mile-stones most 30-year-olds are hitting today were typically done by a 25-year-old in the 1970s. which make sense. who hasn't been told by their parent "by the time i was your age i'd already birthed 5 babies and bought my second house!" i think i agree with that article. or at least i would if i'd read it.

joanna gave me this shell necklace from fiji today. i like it a lot. it's long and feminine. it jingle-jangles. i like accessories.

i can't throw away my fears
up into the atmosphere.

eyebrows

i arrived home to find a flyer about sleep apnea in my mailbox. i laughed really hard at it. i don't think it was meant to be funny.

i also got my election card in the mail. i'm all weirded out because it's telling me to vote at princess street united church instead of at the memorial centre which is right across the street from my house. that's the dumbest thing i've heard! i'm hoping their simply not using it as a voting pole this time instead of sending me to the farthest one from my house for no reason. ok, so it's not the farthest. it's just around the corner so it's quite close, but it's NOT the closest!!

i LOVED my early night's sleep last night. i need to do that more often. i would've done it tonight but i hosted a meeting tonight about living room. i had a nice time getting to know tracy. i have this problem that i enjoy people and i know a lot of fantastic ones too. the unfortunate part is i also really like time alone too. it's quite the conundrum.

you think that i forgot
cuz i'm not saying anything
but i'm thinking a lot

rebellion

in spite the fact that i have loads to do tonight, i'm going to go to bed. i'm tired and it'll just have to wait for another day. i'll probably read for a bit, but i'll still be in my bed and my computer will be off. i'm pretty happy regardless of being overly busy. things are going well and i'm content :)

i burned soup the other day. the bottom is so charred i think i'll have to throw out the pot.

excuse me while i go to bed.

you don't do what i want you to.

new era

i feel icky and uninspired. my tea is too strong. not everything is about you. although, i'm not saying it's about me either. i look forward to seeing her, it's been at least 8 years, maybe 9. my pre-teen fears are stirring as i put my late-twenties fears at bay. it's too cold in this house. i like surveys, they're like tests i know all the answers to. how to i strip off the layers of my life that i don't need? i like eating apples in the fall. i'm sneaky. so sneaky you don't even know i'm being sneaky. i visited the observatory mansions and the house famous. i smell like garlic. his sincerity surprised me. even though i'm not a prude and i'm not naive sometimes i still blush.

the truth is i'm not sorry.

ostridge

i'm toying with the idea of getting fish. i'm not quite serious about it yet, but it's in the back of my mind. i've had fish in the past. countless fish actually. i even had guppies that had babies, they were fun. my last two lived almost a year, until they met their untimely and tragic deaths. it was quite sad, and yet a kind of funny. but i might just be me, i find most things inappropriately funny.

i'm enjoying the state of things. aside from my irrevocable guilt for not having enough time/energy for everything/eveyone. in a way, i feel a new level of adjustment. i'm not bursting to talk or communicate like i used to. it's almost as though i've grown really used to being on my own or something. but it might just be the fact that i'm just to tired for tale telling. it's definitely not that i don't have stuff on the brain, because i've got plenty floating around in my noggin.

i bought a plant today. for inside.

i'd kind of like a fish bowl at work. i'd do it too if it wasn't for the fact that cleaning it might be a hassle. but i could clean it after work in the washroom. maybe that's something i should consider more seriously.

i can give you life, i can take it away.

hamster

over the past week, i've denied my instinct to turn on my computer before work. it's been good, i have more time when i'm not farting around on the internet at 6:30 am. instead i listen to the cbc. beckie's right, the morning show about ontario is kind of lame, but i listen anyway. today, they touched on something i'd never thought of before. made an issue of what i thought was a non-issue. religion in the public school system. since grade two when the pulled the lord's prayer from the classroom, i've grown accustomed to religion being a taboo. it's not something discussed and it's usually ignored by institutions (government, work, school, etc). now before you jump the gun, i'm not criticizing that, i so used to that now that anything to the contrary surprises me. which is why i was so surprised to hear their arguments as to why religion should be discussed in school. they were saying that whole generations are growing up without understanding the significance of religion (even if they themselves are not religious), and in spite personal opinion there's no denying that religion plays a noteworthy role in this world. wars are fought over it. and yet we live in a society that is so politically correct that it seems they believe the only neutral approach is to ignore it completely. this was a completely new outlook for me.

this was obviously still in my head later today at work. i've been working on a powerpoint presentation to be shown at an event in kansas city. we strive to ensure that our marketing material accurately reflects a diverse company and not just white people. bearing this in mind, i selected a photo of a muslim woman. later when i was showing the presentation to knickers she was very reactionary because i'd picked a very religion specific photo. my comment was "so what if she's muslim, we work for a worldwide company". she responded saying "we're going to show a photo of a muslim woman in middle america!?!?" this stunned me and lots of other things i won't get into. this is a diverse world! and omitting something doesn't ACTUALLY make it cease to exist. and maybe if we were more educated or well informed we wouldn't be so phobic of our differences. like seriously, that encapsulates so much.

i wish i'd taken world religions class in grade 11. but i think back then i was of the wrong mentality that learning about different religions could be dangerous. flirting with philosophy. now that just seems silly.

he looked at me sheepishly. and so he should. tail between his legs. he's worse than a liar, he actually believed the things he told me. unfortunately for him, i've swallowed too many lies over the years that it's starting to come back up and i'll probably vomit all over him.

i can't spell tonight. what's up with meal words and double letters changing the meaning... dinner > diner. supper > super. dessert > desert. weird.

if they ask you how i'm holding up
say i'm holding out for the words.

rockin'

guess what!?!? i got me an elliptical! yup. and i built it all by myself. i decided that instead of renewing my Y membership that i'd buy an exercise machine for at home. i hate spending money, it gives me anxiety, but it's less than a year's Y membership so that comforts me some. i'm all excited because it's so convenient, i could even work-out BEFORE work sometimes. in theory. whether that's a theory i'll choose to test remains to be seen.

i had the sarah butler over for a visit tonight. this is a part of my new whole having people over initiative. it's such a load off my mind to not be neurotic about guests anymore. i'm still not one for spontaneous guests, maybe someday, but not someday soon.

yesterday is the 4th anniversary of my employment at bombardier.

i forgot to tell you that my favourite part of the horse races is that after the races they'd ride the horses around to cool down a bit. and sometimes the horses would be so tired that they'd let their tongues hang out the side of their mouths. it was so adorable and hilarious. i laughed to the full extent of laughter.

i'm a believer, i just need a motive.

blend

i decided that this was the day that i would cave and buy a lunch bag. ewww. i hate the sound of that, i'll call it a lunch box, hmm i already have an actual lunch box that i keep my banking in. so, yes i bought myself a new lunch vehicle to cart my food back and forth to work in without worry of spillage. i've been using an old minotaur bag, but let me tell you, it's getting rather grimy. yuck. for some reason my new l.v. (lunch vehicle) makes me feel like i've reached a whole new level of adulthood. AND like i've come full circle to childhood again. it's funny that this is significant to me because it means i've moved past my adolescence and simply recognize that having a lunch vehicle just makes good sense! and doesn't mean i'm a sell-out. frig, if ANYTHING makes me a sell-out, its that i work for the man.

i received an invitation for a work dinner on thursday night. i'm not going because i already had plans that night and i'm not going to bump them simply because my boss' boss is in town and has invited us to keep him company. he apologized that the invitation was short notice, so i think he won't mind, but other people are giving me a hard time. it's frustrating. it's not that i don't like them, it's just that my free time is limited as it is, and i'd like to do something else for a change.

i'd just like to take a moment to discuss posers. yes, posers. people who pretend to be something their not. i've spent a lot of time thinking about this, and i can't comprehend it. if you admire something so much that you want to be like that, than just do it. or if you're pretending to be something you think others want you to be, it's not worth your time! i just can't understand why anyone would bother. now, i realize that everyone to some extend pretends. i think sometimes i pretend to be a little more "with it" than i am. sometimes i just nod and pretend that i know what people are talking about. i've got to tell you, i have no idea what "emo" means. i actually think i'm not as cool as people think i am.

in light of my declaration that people should simply be who they are, i have decided to stop pretending that i use my brita filter. i drink tap water and i have no problem with that.

to my utter excitement melody just called to tell me that she's engaged. i'm so... yay! i'm excited and it's really nice because their really smart and are approaching marriage really maturely. upon reflection she is my first long-term friend to get married. yes, there've been a few from high school who i'm not in touch with, but this is melody. MELODY!

turning away from the light,
becoming adult,
turning into myself.

flameco

i did it. it's finished. i'm done.
i've finished reading harry potter and the deadly hallows. and i must admit, i'm going to miss harry, ron and hermione. i laughed. i cried. it was great. and i closed the book with a sigh and with satisfaction. books are odd specimens. we rush to complete them only to lament their finality. i feel that way about knitting sometimes, i knit-knit-knit til something is done, then when it's complete it feels anti-climatic. at least with knit-goods i get to wear it, but with books we place them on bookshelves like trophies we've collected.

as i'm enjoying escapism via books, i quickly rushed off to indigo for the next book on my list. i thought something light-hearted was in order after the intensity of the potter series, but i ended up getting something potentially dark. however, i've heard it's good so i'll trust the judgment of it's suggesters.

yesterday i had a flash of inspiration and rearranged the furniture in my bedroom. my desk is now facing the window. i think i'll buy a plant as it'll be a great sunny spot. facing the window makes for interesting viewing, i just saw a kid bike up the street with no seat on his bicycle. this new arrangement makes my room seem more spacious. funny that.

i feel like i've just woken from a long nap or broken out of a trance.

don't question why she needs to be so free,
she'll tell you its the only way to be.

skin

we went to this little restaurant called "blue fin" and ate lobster for the first time. i quickly devoured mine, which is most unlike me. i liked the bib, and kept the "how to eat a lobster" instructions.

no one i think is in my tree.

laundromat

i had me mom over for dinner tonight. it was nice. we sat talking on the couch for a long time before i made us some spaghetti. i feel like our relationship has improved drastically since our week's vacation together. i understand her so much better and i feel like we're friends again. my mom told me how impressed she was by my house-keeping, which just goes to show how far i've come since my 2007 decision to keep a tidy house.

i'm utterly amazed how simply rearranging my living room has given me a whole new lease on life. well not life exactly, more a new interest in entertaining. i'm excited about that because a) having people over is cheaper than going out, and b) it means i can be at home AND have a social life. hurray! it's the best of both worlds! however, i've decided to allot more time for myself. i need to maintain two or three free evenings a week just to be at home alone. this way i think i'll be able to avoid getting burnt out and will live a more balanced life. i wanted to make you all aware of that so if i decline on an invitation simply to stay at home alone you'll understand it's for my mental health and not because of you.

for the first time in my life i'm glad it's almost fall. usually i hate fall because it means that winter is on it's way. but this year it's a nice change and i feel as though september brings some normalcy with it. i'm looking forward to seeing the trees change colour and the smell of autumn in the air.

here's a video clip of our time at the charlottetown driving park.

i’m not who i was in the morning.

doppelgänger

HO-LY jumpin's. i just started to read harry potter and the deathly hallow, and all i can say is... HO-LY jumpin's.

i think i'm semi-addicted to reading. what is it they say? if you want to do something immediately when you wake up, you have a problem?? i'm not actually concerned about it, however i am a little worried that my reading-addiction may interfere with me having a social life. hahaha

SO the most awesome and unexpected thing happened today at work. we had an all employee meeting over in the other building at 10. all morning we wondered and speculated over the purpose of the meeting. when we arrived, no one was in the meeting area, so marilyn led us right up to the right. we sat talking for a while, the chairs filled and as we waited i saw a group of women come up to the front. i looked at them, and saw someone in particular. i had to think to myself "is that really rhonda or am i imagining things?" RHONDA WAS THERE with the health unit!?!?! it was really neat! what a hilarious surprise! i wish she came to my work every day. they were giving immunizations and she gave me my shot. heehee! seriously, i think that was the highlight of my work-week. not the needle but having rhonda at my work place.

here's the first of my vacation photos. i think i'm starting to get a bit of a rep at work for taking interesting holidays. every time people ask me where i went this time and so on. this is me and melinda outside out cabin beside the northumberland strait.

i am the pennies that come in handy.

ruckus

i don't know if i've mentioned this before, but i hate frosh week. it's probably because i didn't attend a university and therefore missed out on all the frosh events of most of my peers. they're rude and obnoxious and don't give a flip about THE RESIDENTS OF THIS NEIGHBOURHOOD!!!

so you wanna see a pic of my new living room set up? this is only one specific angle, it's an L shaped room, so a good portion of it is missing. i think it's really nice and cozy. i couldn't be happier :) i bought that ceiling lamp in p.e.i., it's a miniature version of a lamp at my mom's house that i've always loved. i bought that bowl on the small trunk too, and a number of other things not shown. this is what it used to look like.


catherine sandwich was in town this weekend, this was a pleasant surprise since she emailed me recently to say she won't be moving back to ktown until september 2008. she came over for a quick visit before heading to the airport. it was funny because i had lots to tell her and the tale started from about 2 days after she had left for the summer. i really like her, it felt like no time had passed at all, it was sad seeing her go. she's really funny, i don't know why, she just is. i planned to make rice krispie squares for us to eat while she was here, but we got pitas instead. so now i have a box of cereal and marshmallows ready to prepare for my next guest. i think that's a rather ingenious plan if i may say so myself.

i should turn off my computer for the night. i'm finding i'm quite enjoying not having my computer on all the time. maybe i won't even turn it on before work tomorrow. that would probably make me more on time wouldn't it?? i won't be wooed into farting around the internet when i'm supposed to be having breakfast or combing my hair.

are you out there, can you hear this?

ottoman

while in p.e.i., melinda and i listened to the french radio station in our little cabin most of the time. we wouldn't normally do that, but we kind of liked not knowing what they were saying. when we weren't listening to that, we'd listen to "spud fm" or to the cbc. melinda is a bit of a radio buff, or perhaps simply a radio nerd. i, on the other hand, rarely listen to the radio. however, i found i quite enjoyed the cbc and decided to tune my home stereo to it so i can listen as i make dinner or do dishes. quirks and quarks always reminds me of my mom, it makes me think of spaghetti dinners and coming home from piano lessons. for the first time in my life, i'm starting to see my mom in myself. not just in listening to the cbc, but in other ways too. probably both good and bad, but i'm just going to focus on the good aspects. foster those qualities and let the bad ones remain dormant.

ah, i love my little apartment. the maxi pad. i'm enjoying my time at home, my solitude and organizing. starting this fall i intend to find more time for myself. to learn to balance my social life and my alone time more affectively. too often it's too much of one and too little of the other. not everyone needs time to themselves, but those around me will just have to get used to my need for space and find other ways to occupy themselves in my absence.

did you know that sugar works wonders for a burnt tongue or mouth? just rub a little on and you're all set.

i wanna be there in the pouring rain.

arsenault

HEY!!

we arrived home from p.e.i. today. i had a really nice time on the island, it's extremely beautiful and picturesque. i have loads of photos that i'll be uploading later.

this trip (that trip? is it past-tense already) was one of many firsts. my first time...
• in new brunswick, p.e.i, maine, new hampshire, vermont
• on a long road-trip
• swimming in salt-water
• at a flea markert
• at horse-races
• gambling (2 dollars :p )
• at a lighthouse
• eating lobster, oysters, and mussels
• biking 10 kms
• i saw wind-turbines in real-life
• i ate cows ice cream
• playing rummy

this trip has perked my interest to travel more within canada. i was wrong in assuming most of canada is like ontario, when in fact ON is probably the least exciting of them all (as an ontarian). this is a frickin beautiful country, it's kind of dumb that i'm only cluing into this now. i guess that's sort of typical.

i bought quite a number of things at the charlottetown flea market, and this afternoon after having a long nap i re-arranged my living room. partly to integrate my new items but mostly because i have never been satisfied with the layout of my living room. but now i LOVE it. it's so homey and cozy and i just want to be in it all the time. it will be a decent balcony replacement over the winter.

it's nice that i have two days off before returning to work. i'm just going to hang-out in isolating for the next few days. have some peace and quiet before getting back into the rat-race. i've spent the day in silence. the only music i've listened to is the sound of the crickets outside.