ARRRRRRRRR! Arrrrrrrrr… That seems to be the word of the day today. As I was walking on over to this here Starbucks in my brand new neighborhood, I was thinking it. Then I walked past a disheveled man carrying a torn up garbage bag, flailing his hands madly, who was screaming it. And even the little dog waiting impatiently outside the coffee house was barking it. Frustration – or craziness – is in the air my friends, and I’ve been bitten by this bad, bad bug.
But first, an update, because it’s been about two weeks since I’ve written, and in that amount of time, I’ve managed to do a number of things that would make a normally sane person crap their pants. (So far though, I’m still good in that department. Phew. Not pew.)
– The Acadian and I are moved in to our new apartment high above the treetops of our new downtown Toronto neighborhood. It’s cheaper, it’s smaller, and gosh darn it, we love it!
– I got my hair cut and then cut again. I must wait a while now for more to grow in before I get it chopped some more.
– I’ve been working at my new job in the jewellery store which has so far been a very interesting experience in watching high-end consumer behavior.
– I lost my most favorite (and only) pair of earmuffs on the first chilly day that I cracked them out of the winter clothes box. I’m still hoping they find their way back to me. They hung around close to my brain a lot – maybe some of my smarts migrated into the fabric, in which case I desperately need them back.
– I broke one of my favorite bowls. You know, the one you see at the top of this page on the left-hand corner with some of my favorite earrings hanging off the edge (so far, those are still in my possession). This is fresh news to the Acadian. Sorry hun – we’re down to 3 now, and watch out for shards of porcelain the vacuum missed in the kitchen. Ha! Who am I kidding – the vacuum misses NOTHING!
– We gave up the internet, and then a week later, caved and signed up for it again.
– I gave up my iPhone data plan too. Tomorrow is the last day for that – let’s see if that sticks.
– We also gave up the car. For like a half day. Hey – at least we tried! And then yesterday we thought it was broken. It wasn’t. Phew!
– I had a meltdown in a Canadian Tire store. Details are still fuzzy, but it involved waiting in line for ten minutes on what was apparently the wrong side of the counter and being denied the right to return a sink plug bought on the previous day. Thank you to the Acadian for going back yesterday, when the ban on returns had ended and reclaiming our $8 and some odd cents. And am I the only one who thinks it’s fundamentally wrong to have a Canadian Tire in the Eaton Center only steps away from H&M? Mom – please ask Dad about this. I’m sure he agrees.
– It was the Acadian’s birthday last week, and Google Maps sent me on a wild goose-chase for a Dairy Queen with a parking lot (You don’t want to take an ice-cream cake home on the subway. At least I don’t think you do. I didn’t.) I found one though, Google Maps be damned! And we ate it. All.
– I tried to take money out from the ATM and it said my available balance was $0. Yeah, that wasn’t fun. I fixed that though. Sort of.
– We briefly had poltergeist in the apartment last night until we discovered that it was only a set of drum microphones that had fallen from way high up. Again, phew. I don’t know what I fear most – bedbugs or poltergeist. And the mics are fine, thank you. Seems most drum-related equipment is made to take a beating. Ha!
Well, I guess that about sums up the happenings of the last two weeks. Oh, and I also spilled half a bottle of laundry detergent into my shoe. Not here at the Starbucks, but the other day in the laundry room. I did 6 loads all at once you know. Could have done more but would need more clothes. Aside from all of this though, things are fundamentally good, even if I don’t really feel that way. Well, now I actually feel quite a bit better, but until I got to this Starbucks just moments ago, you’d have sworn I was speaking pirate. And even before the poltergeist incident last night, I had barely slept a wink. I’ve been making lists like a mad woman, wondering which item I might tackle first to soothe the anxiety that keeps building up inside of me. And then, finally, I remember that the best thing to do is write. How it always makes me feel better. How it’s what I like to do. Phew.This post may contain affiliate links.
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