Yesterday was raking wet leaves and loading them onto the truck, taking them to dump at Parks HQ,
Today was spreading wet woodchips with pitchforks over a woodlot that has been cleared out this year (used to be more treed but police wanted it thinned out).
And our boss boss wants to take the lil' tv/radio out of our break room. The new uniforms are beige, what a stupid idea. I am going to miss city blue
trading it in for something that is less recogniazble by the public and harder to wash. what a great idea. all for a new logo that SUCKS hahaha.... OSHAWA: PREPARE TO BE AMAZED...if your have ever been to the 'Shwa...So I did things backwards: ate dinner, took a long ass bath and then a nap, set my alarm but really, I'm too exhausted to do much of anything. I am supposed to read a chapter for my therapist for tomorrow on asserting myself, and I don't think that's going to happen now. I think I will fall asleep with my face in the book.
So it was Crush's day off, and he wanted to chill. I call him at 6 before nap and he's like "ready to go out tonight for a drink or two?!" I had just gotten through how I'm hurtin and tired...so NO lol He wants to go out to the bars to party it up tonite, because it's the equivalent of his weekend right now...Well, I think that's a horrible idea, I'm trying to get to bed on time, and I have the weekend off and I'm going to a friend's cottage. So our schedules aren't meshing at all. When I responded he asked me three times why I sounded bummed, and I said the same thing three times, ^
Ya being hungover, tired and hurting is a real good idea for my first week back! Sighs. I wanted to chill. Whatever. Chillin' on my own. Nothing's getting done tonight. But some hugs would have been nice. We'll see how the summer goes if it's going to be like this, it could be difficult. But I kinda expected it, so it is ok I guess. If things don't work out, well at least I'll be good on my own. That's the whole point, really.
Yesterday's post, I was too tired too finish:
updates on the one inch exercises:
I haven't been good at doing these daily, too much therapy shit to remember.
I have also been forgetting to hug myself, VDay boy reminds me. Gotta get better at that!
Today my one inch is a very personal spot, but it is my all time favourite, so I just can't wait to leave it to last. That would take ages. We have had our ups and downs, but it is doing well and it needs my love, though this exercise is supposed to help me appreciate how my body fuctions for me BEYOND just sexually....um ya it is:
Former one inches have been:
The round bumped up spot of the left clavical, it's function is to be sexy hehe, and um hold my bones together?
One inch of my ass crack hehe (that was 420) we discussed the benefits of it too...um giving form to the bum, a good wiping guide, some people think it is sexy, providing comic relief when it crops up from time to time (and apparently mine does alot).
My left eye...very nice. If you check it out, your whole face is not symmetrical at all. My left is a lil' nicer I think. And it obviously helps me see. Without it I would have no depth perception, and have to wear a patch like I pirate... Arrr 
But, I'm pretty sure I could rock a patch just fine. I have actually thought about this before... I don't know if that is kinda crazy or random or if other people think stuff like that too.
Anyways, those are the spots.
good nite! early once again, go me!!!
Nihls
When my last grandfathers Parkinsons had progressed so far and he was in the nursing home... I really did not visit either. I still feel guilty about that but it was a horrible place to be. he was truly a great man in my eyes and I still think that. To see what he had become was so hard for me.
The wheel has many aspects. But for one small piece of it I will see that having a Mortgage makes it difficult to truly step off. I only really learned this in the last year with my first home.
As for children. You are right. It is finding someone I would want to raise children with that is the difficult part!!
And if I feel the wheel has it's grip on me with a mortgage I can only imagine the way it must feel to have children totally dependent on your care and ability to provide.
u must have read my past blog entry??