Does it ever feel good to be home. I’ve only been back 3 weeks, but it almost feels like my 6 months away was just a dream… it’s hard to believe how fast it all passed, and now I’m back and it’s like nothing has changed. That’s not a bad thing, I sort of like things to stay the same, but I’m left feeling “what now?” When I look back on the last two years, I can’t believe how I set out to do something and DID IT big time! It was my 20 year high school reunion that set me out on this path, and reflecting on it now I feel really proud of myself that I followed through with my plans. Back then I though that it was impossible to do what I wanted to do. Now I know that pretty well anything is possible if you want it enough. I also know that I can handle whatever is thrown my way. When you travel by yourself, you simply have no one else to rely on, so you have to get things done by yourself. That sounds scary, but it’s really so very empowering.
|Pretty weeds at the dog park.|
|The Lions Gate Bridge. A sight for sore eyes.|
I had to go to Alberta for a memorial service a week after I got home. I wasn’t even over my jet lag yet, but it was a family thing and I wanted to be there. If anything gives you perspective on life, it’s when you lose a friend or a family member. People get so hung up on petty sh*t when really we should all be counting our blessings every day and being grateful rather than spiteful or angry. Easier said than done, I know but maybe if we work on doing just that a little every day happiness (or contentment) wouldn’t be so elusive…
|They have this hilarious Border Collie who plays soccer. Seriously, who needs another human when you have a dog to play with? David Beckham eat your heart out!|
|Somehow I’m able to continue my crazy lady cat posts! I just had to post this-look at those eyes!!!!|
|The fall colours are truly spectacular in Alberta.|
I bought a car! I’ve been wanting a Mini Cooper for well, FOREVER! And this one is perfect. It’s a 2004, only has 38,000 km’s on it, but (and this is a big but) it’s standard! I can’t drive standard, but I’m learning. I’ve had it for over a week now, and am still just driving the back streets and parking lots. I don’t know what it is, but I find standard terrifying. Every boyfriend I’ve ever had has tried to teach me, and I’ve failed. Why did I fail? Mainly because I never really HAD to drive. I could say “I give up” and they’d still drive their own car. Now that I’ve signed the papers and spent the money I have no choice. I have to learn it or I don’t drive. Simple as that. I think I’ve got the basics down, my real problem is that I panic whenever someone pulls up behind me and I have to get going. Not too bad if it’s flat, but on a hill it’s pretty well the scariest ever thing I’ve ever experienced. I stalled in an intersection 3 times last week and it shattered my confidence. I drove home with my tail beyween my legs and had to take my dad’s automatic car. Oh the shame. But I’m still getting out there every day and practicing. I’ve been told that it’ll just come to me and I won’t have to think about it anymore. That day can’t come soon enough.
|Oh, my pooch! I missed him so much! He’s been getting a LOT of quality time with me lately. You know, because I don’t have one of those job things… really need to look into getting one soon. sigh.|
|Nothing is better than a crisp, cool, sunny Fall day.|
|Down by the creek. Henry occupied himself for 20 minutes trying to pull a root out of the sand. Operation unsucessful.|
|Nolan made a nice little beach house out of twigs and leaves.|
|More trees and sky.|
So, the question still remains… what am I going to do with my life? Well, I’m going to continue to blog about it, since my life appears to remain in the “reverse” position. I’m thinking of applying to go back to Emily Carr… I always did think I might go back one day when I was really old (and back when I was 20 and dropped out I’m sure I thought that would be about 40) so we’ll see how that goes! Until then though, I need to get a J-O-B and make a little art and bake some yummy things and not worry about what the future holds. I’m just going to let it reveal itself to me a little at a time. For a planner like myself, you have no idea how hard that concept is, but I’m going to give it the college try.