Category Archives: Lessons Learned
As much as I wish for things to be one way, I need to deal with things the way they really are.
Living close to family is the bestest.
I know money can’t buy happiness, but it sure can improve my quality of life.
CBC actually has some good TV programming. Namely, Being Erica. I blame my sister Sara for getting me into it!
Just because I’m a grown-up, doesn’t mean I can’t have ridiculous coloured nails.
Just because I “could” lose weight, doesn’t mean I should.
Wind is one mighty form of resistance when it comes to running. Harder than hills because sometimes it never stops.
Working 8-4, Mon-Fri is actually kind of awesome. I don’t know why I was scared of it for so long!
I should stop missing the things I could once do, when I should be embracing the things I can do.
I lovelovelove driving. Way more than I ever thought I would. And I’ve only had my licence for three years.
Sometimes, life sucks. But the feeling usually passes.
Pets make the world go round.
Living life is number one. Blogging comes after it. I refuse to be tied to my computer.
Even though I am in control of nothing, I am in control of how I deal with things.
What did you learn in May?
P.S. Happy birthday to the smartest man I know!
Just when I start to miss Toronto…
…The universe gives me this. That would be my backyard. One of the many things I listed as loving about being back home. Sunsets and trees were also included. Looking out my back window and seeing this almost every night fills my heart and soul full.
It’s funny, just the other day I was driving through the outskirts of the city and was absolutely taken aback by the stunningly green rolling hills. Even though I was in Toronto for a little less than a year, I’m still not used to seeing nature yet. Or wide open spaces. Or looking people in the eye, for that matter.
I think living in the city keyed me up. I used to be a very relaxed person, but something about Toronto made me want to be on the move all the time. I would find myself running around morning till night. I had to have plans for every minute. If I didn’t, I would hop on a streetcar and find my own adventure somewhere in that dizzying city.
One of the main reasons why I wanted to come home was for the quality of life. Getting to sit in a big grassy backyard. Going to a cottage not just on weekends, but on weeknights because it’s only 20 minutes away. Plus, people out east are nice. Like, real nice. I like that.
The biggest reason however was definitely the pace of life here. I was tiring myself out running around Toronto. I wanted to come home and chill.
Oddly enough, that’s easier said than done!
Adjusting to the slower pace of life in the Maritimes has turned into a bit of a challenge. I find myself stressing over packing my days with activities, then feeling like a failure when I come up empty handed.
But it’s okay to relax. To take it slow. To do the things I never had the time to do before. I knit a scarf a couple weeks ago. How bout that!
I forgot to mention a crucial piece of information in my last post about driving.
The very best, no bestest, thing about being home is my commute.
In Toronto, it took a bus, two subways, and a 15 minute walk to get to work. I would often have to leave for work 90 minutes before I had to be there. Some days I spent four hours sitting and wasting my precious time on public transportation. I lived and worked within the city too. It just took so damn long to get anywhere. It killed me. A slow and painful death.
My new commute? 10 minutes. If even. I wake up at 7am and I’m sitting at my desk by 8am. I lovelovelovelovelovelovelove it. I have so much extra time in my day to do things!
I guess that’s also why I feel the need to fill up so much of my time.
Maybe I should start working on knitting that afghan…
That saying “you can never go home again” is not true. I feel very much at home.
Novelty foods, like poutine pizza, for the most part are just that. A novelty. Not necessarily a delicious dinner.
Big kitchens aren’t all they’re chalked up to be. I spend more time walking from one end to the other than getting anything accomplished!
It’s really easy to feel sad, it’s a lot harder to remain upbeat.
Flexibility is so, SO important. I attribute regular full-body stretching to the progress I’ve made with my arm lately.
My family needs to buy one big house and live together again. I promise I’ll share the channel changer this time!
Just because Toronto “wasn’t for me” doesn’t mean I won’t have days where I really, really miss it.
Losing weight is only hard when you don’t really want to do it.
Shaved poodles are kind of frightening.
I took my fitness for granted before. I also shouldn’t have assumed it would come back quickly.
Yeast is a tricky bastard to deal with.
Even though I know I’m capable of great things, there’s nothing wrong with being ordinary if it’s what makes me happiest.