a wee detour

Since we are currently on the road at the moment we have created a new blog about the journey and that is where I will be most days pondering travel, life and, as usual, the all encompassing "what am I doing with my life?". I will continue to post here but definitely less often while we are on the road.

You can find me at Joydrive.

life's unfair

How do Mexicans work all day, party until 2am and still looked refreshed and ready for work the next day? While I look ragged and puffy eyed after only 2 days of late nights...oh yeah and I am not even working. BAH!

Spanglish

My brain is on overdrive at the moment...I am thinking half in Spanish and half in English which is affecting my ability to put together full sentences in either language. But I am happy to report that Spanish immersion was pretty good and finally somethings are starting to click. We still need to (and plan to) study more but it was a great introduction. At the moment we are in Mexico City and I am enjoying being back in a big city...in fact we have only been here 6 hours and I am already thinking we should stay here longer.....

outside comfort zone

I have just registered us in a two week Spanish immersion course. This entails 5 hours a days of full-on Spanish, optional afternoon activities (in Spanish of course) and staying with a host family which is..yup...only in Spanish.

Are we terrified? Absolutely but in a very good way.

Broken wrists and small towns

Mazatlan was a real treat...good weather, friendly people and a whole lot cheaper than the Baja.

We did a little surfing though the locals are pretty territorial and since I am still new to it I would rather not deal with cocky guys who are going to take every wave anyway. We ate delicious food everywhere...including my new favourite drink "limonada con pepino" which is lemonade with cucumber. So amazingly good I think I drank about 5 in four days...hmmmmm! And the highlight of craziness was fishing with Jim, the owner of our bed and breakfast.

We rolled out of the dock at about 7:15am in one teeny boat and proceeded to fish for bait fish, in which yours truly caught a few, and then we headed out for his first marker in search of dorado. I am all for fishing but this guy was seriously SERIOUS about fishing. Once T hooked a fish it was all on...T's pulling the fish in, Jim is screaming at him not to let go and to take his time and I am thinking that I might get rocked of the boat. T did pull in a big dorado and then Jim hooked it through the head with the gaff....this is exactly why if I had to catch, kill and clean my own meat products I would so be a vegetarian. Anyway I was game to try so I too ended up hooking a 12 pound dorado and dang! those things are so strong. I was sure I was going to get sent over the side of the boat, it actually felt like my wrists could have snapped off. T decided it would be funny to tape so we had a small movie of my trying to pull the fish up while singing out a stream of expletives. Charming. I will be dubbing over them. Anyway T helped me out and laughing at me and we managed to get it into the cooler. It was pretty fun but five hours later I was wondering if I would actually have to pee off the side of the boat or in the bucket Jim nicely told me about. Fortunately we headed back and since I had purposely not had much water I made it to shore! YAY! No peeing off the boat for me.

So we left Mazatlan after eating our dorado with mango salsa and now we are currently hanging out in a great little town called Sayulita which is a thirty minute drive north of Puerto Vallarta. We ended up here based on a conversation we had the night before we left Mazatlan and we thought we should check it out. It is awesome! Good waves for beginners, good waves for real surfers and a really great town. It might be on the first places we have been in Mexico where the gringos and the Mexicans have a really great relationship. Apparently it was founded by both Mexicans and foreigners so perhaps that is why everyone gets along so well. Either way it is always a pleasure to be in a place where everyone will smile and wave hello to you.

So here we are...

Finally after months of work we are on our way...

After we finished up work in Todos Santos, we headed to Cabo for a bit of relaxing and luxury. We also ran a few errands to finish up our work contract so that we didn't have anything else to worry about while on the road. After two hours at the Office Depot in Cabo and a trip to UPS we sent off the final design package and ready to chill out...but of course that is not always how things work out.

Turns out T's visa was coming close to expiring and we figured that it wouldn't be a hassle to extend it. Well, it wasn't. Basically they told T he either had to leave the country and come back in or he could apply for his FM3 which is sort of like an annual renewable permanent residency, they told us to get the papers and to come back the following day. So we printed bank statements, got a friend's Mexican address as well as borrowing a bill of theirs, had the lady at our B&B print us out a letter in Spanish and then returned to immigration only to get another officer who proceeded to yell at us about why we couldn't extend our visa. We told him we understood (although I was more than ready to yell back) and that we'd apply for the FM3. He sent us to the Banjercito (the government bank) to pay the fees. Once all paid up we were back at immigration (again!) Since I was feeling feisty we decided it was best if T went up to immigration alone and I sat quietly reading my book. Playing the docile wife role I waited and steamed in the back of immigration until I saw T motioning for me to come up. Apprehensively I wandered up concerned that they would want to see all my papers too. I was stunned to see the same immigration official smiling and telling T that "there is another way". He sent us back to the bank to chance our fee payment and then issued Tom another 180 day tourist permit. No FM3...no leaving the country and most importantly no bribe. It was weird. We have no clue why they chose to help us but we are so happy that they did.

Then to make our last week in the Baja even better the small B&B we stayed in lowered our nightly rate from $100 to $65. Again, we are not too sure why they chose to do so but we were super pleased with that little gift as well.

We caught the ferry from Pichilingue which is about 24km outside of La Paz two nights ago and this is where things became rather trying. For some crazy reason the ferry leaves at 2am but you need to be there about two hours before. So T and I get there, pass through customs and then wait. We waited so long we both fell asleep in the car. Then we loaded the car on board but it is not a ferry where you drive in and drive straight off, there is only one entrance. So every vehicle, including semis, have to drive in and then reverse into their spot. It was chaos...but we managed to get the car in just fine and then we happily made our way to the cabins only to find a 45 minute lineup full of people waiting to get to there cabins. We finally arrived at our cabin at about 3:45am and managed to sleep through the stupid kids next to us pounding on the walls. After hours of restless sleep and line-ups we were so happy to get off that boat.

So now we are exploring Mazatlan and melting all at the same time. It is so hot that you sweat the minute you step outside...but at least we are not on a ferry.

it is only proper

Don't you agree that if J. Crew has a dress that includes your name, for example "the Sarah dress", they should send you a free one just because said dress and you share a name?

Clarity

I feel like I am starting to come out of the cobwebs that surrounded me the past few years. The stress of needing to get a job kind of clouded my mind. Instead of learning more about what I wanted to do I freaked myself out and took any job that was offered as I did not think I would find anything else. The pressure to make something of myself pushed what I'd like to be doing career-wise to the back of my mind and this vicious cycle kept my head thick with worries, anxiety, pressure, and indecisiveness.

But now, I feel like this so-called fog is lifting. I have a clearer idea of where I am, what I want and what I have to offer. Not really an epiphany but more of a realization deep within that if this is the only life I have then I need to be sure I do what makes me feel good.

And being creative is it. If I can make things then I am content. And even better...I know where the creativeness lies---it lies in writing, colour, design, fabrics, patterns, knitting, sewing, fashion and handmade goods. And weirdly enough the internet has really made me the see the potential to do all these things and make a living at it.

I really owe T on this one. His patience of teaching me how to use Indesign and Illustrator these past few months have opened up an area where I feel like I "get" it. I like colour and I like taking a few pieces and making them fit together in a visually appealing way. It is immensely challenging and I am not sure if exhibit design is for me but the graphic element definitely is. But T's support and underlying belief in me is indescribable...I am so lucky to have a partner that not only sees my talents when I cannot he refuses to let me hide from them.

For the first time in ages I feel inspired. I want to draw again...I pretty much stopped drawing years ago. And I want to dance again... just because I love to move and I forgot that...I forgot the joy. Next time we are anywhere for a bit of time dance classes are on the top of the list.

Things just seem to be moving in the right direction these days...and I am glad for it.

sleep deprivation

It's midnight and I am still awake...only a few more days and this project is finito. I literally cannot wait...I might have to perform a happy dance once it is done or, alternatively, I'll on a beach in Cabo happily slurping on alcoholic beverages with little umbrellas in them while lying on a massage table. Umm yup, I'll take the latter thanks.

Fugly

This made my day

smile

Just when you think the world is a difficult place someone goes and changes your view and puts a smile on thousands of faces.

Blanket Numero Uno

Since many of our friends are pregnant I have been putting my knitting skills to the test. I completed this blanket a few weeks ago but had to wait for it to be delivered so I could post it up. Canada Post (who continue to charge unseemly rates) notified me it has arrived so I really hope it has....otherwise SURPRISE! You know who you are and this is coming for the new addition!

The pattern is from Stitch and Bitch entitled "Big Bad Baby Blanket"....this is the first time I actually figured out the gauge (with Karen's help) and made the pattern fit the wool of my choice. There were a few hairy moments but overall I love how it turned out. In fact I think that I might need to make one for myself....but I am going to settle for using the remainder of the wool to make a toque for moi!

a two week review

Ok since work has taken over my life as I want to get this project done, blogging has fallen to the end of the priority list so for a catch up this what has been going on (don't hate me for a lame catch-up post)

• work
• flew home to attend my little brother's (who is 6'3) highschool graduation ceremonies
• surprised my entire family except THE DAD who graciously picked me up from the airport
• was shocked by the girl's choice of grad dresses (when did skanky become the new black?)
• laughed as my brother partied all weekend long and did not suffer from a hangover once
• danced with my whole family at said graduation party
• ate a pound of candy with my little sis
• met my new cousin (ok second cousin) who is absolutely adorable
• ran about six million errands in 5 days
• tried to meet up with friends
• ran out of time so had to apologize to friends (good thing they are are travelers and understand how time fills up when you arrive home for a visit)
• switched out travel attire while fighting with all our humongous tubs of clothes that are crammed into the closet in my parent's basement
• drove in crappy traffic complete with crappy Calgary weather
• paid an exorbitant amount of postage to send a package to NZ and one to Oz (Canada Post what gives?)
• saw Sex and the City---overall rating mediocre
• enjoyed a few baths...so delicious. Mexicans don't seem to into the whole bath notion so I was pretty darn excited to get in the tub at home
• Checked out my little sister's first apartment--very nice indeed
• Got our International Driver's Permits so we are legal to drive all over Central and South America!!!
  
• got back on the plane and am back in Mexico working like a demon to get the work project done

Funny that this list started out with work and ends with it...well not that funny.

That's right

Perhaps an explanation is in order for yesterday's lame post. First off believe me, I do not think I have it bad in the slightest....I just usually feel like I never have enough time to do all the things I'd like to, AND I am notorious for taking on too much stuff (just like my Dad---genetics can do weird things). So, I generally feel like I am always trying to catch up. It is a pretty crappy way to feel and an even worse way to live. And on top of that I am always worrying that I am screwing up all the time...like I won't get the job, then I do, then I am no good, then I am going to get fired....before any of this ever happens I have made myself think it will and we all know the power of thought.

So I have decided (or shall we say I am working on it) to let go of things...to stop worrying what other people think and to just decide that it will work out. Why? Because I say so MUAH HA HA! Ok I know that my "caring what others think" issue or my worrying isn't going to go away that easily but I am sure that I can correct this little niggling voice in my head bit by bit. And perhaps I will adopt the "if you don't like it then leave" attitude...yup, you heard me right BEEEOTCH!

Running

Truly that is what I feel like... just running to catch up all the time. I will be so glad to slow down soon and have more time to write again. I know how lame.

Oh yeah Crocs is being sued.

Crocs = me trying to not to stare in disgust

Since when did wearing heinous, heavy-duty PLASTIC footwear become fashionable? My eyes are bleeding aaaahhhhhh...the pain.

The world will be my oyster

I am constantly in a battle with myself these days. It is the confident part versus the insecure part and at the moment insecure is kicking some serious ass. I don't know why, in my later twenties, I feel more lost than ever before. I am continually questioning my choices and abilities and envy those who seem to go ahead and 'jump in' knowing they will succeed. I have no idea where my self-doubting ways have come from but I need to stop, re-evaluate what I really think about me and start thinking in a more positive way. Geez I sound so lame. But it really has come to a bit of a breaking point...either I start thinking positively or I might just end up somewhere I don't want to be.

i should get more delicious sleep

For the past few weeks I have been unable to sleep. Ok...I do get sleep but not restful and it takes me ages (like hours) to fall into sleep. The past few weeks I have been working on less than 5-6 hours of sleep a night...I know that seems like it should be enough but I am a gal who likes her 8 hours and it is starting to take its toll. I don't really know what it is but the minute my head hits the pillow I start thinking about all the work we have to do, all the writing I should be doing, whether we will ever own property.....Clearly I do not need to be keeping myself up worrying over these things but I cannot seem to just let it go. I envy T who rolls over, tells me not to worry about things because it doesn't help (which I get, thank you very much) and then in about 5 minutes is sawing down a whole forest of sleepy trees while I lie awake pondering all the things I should do. I have been told to take the word SHOULD out of my vocabulary, I am trying but this one is a real hard one to remove for some reason.

Last night I decided to say "screw it"...I did not think about work, I did not worry about writing, I did not worry about what I should be doing and miraculously I fell into delicious sleep. It was so needed I hope that I can tell everything else in my mind to take a hike tonight because this lady has a TON of delish sleep to catch up on.

Work and work breaks

Work has kicked in and it is taking up most of our waking hours. Don't get me wrong there are no complaints here...I am happy to get this job moving because that means we are closer to continuing on our adventure--with a bigger bank balance which is great.
I have been busy learning all the design programs and although I am no graphic designer I think I am adequate at using the programs and with T's help we are producing some good designs. It is nice to be learning as well as using creative skills that I thought 4 years of university buriedSo things are as they say, "Full on."

When we are not working I am working on learning to surf. I have my own 'tabla de surf' (surfboard in Spanish) and a wetsuit and an ability to make the most amazing wipe-outs. Truly...I am that talented....I am no longer wading in the whitewater but out with T in the bigger waves learning to stay on my board, paddle and attempt to properly catch waves. I caught one the other day and managed to stand up at the very end. Only once but it makes me want to keep going out even if it means I continue to get clobbered by waves. One day I going ride a wave even if I drink half of the ocean while trying!

a trip down memory lane...

working hard to not work

We managed a computer free weekend...no work and lots of play! Working on this project is harder that I think we both anticipated...it is hard to pull yourself away from work with a deadline looming and no content in sight. Working online and in Mexico is pretty awesome but maintaining our focus when there are beaches, restaurants and other fun things nearby make is difficult at times. But all I keep thinking is:

• in 2.5 months or so we will be free
• in 2.5 months we will be getting ready to immerse ourselves in Spanish
• in 2.5 months we won't be working!

looking for a cool font?

Is it wrong that I love all these retro fonts?

France to ban thinness?

So the French parliament is trying to ban advertising that promotes excessive thinness. Of course the French couture lovers are up in arms about how can a judge rule whether a girl is too skinny or not. It is rather interesting that France, a country renowned for beautiful people, amazing fashion and, of course, its couture shows is one of the first taking a stab at trying to promote a healthier body image to women and men.
I'd like to think this will work though I am not too sure whether the entire fashion industry will bow down and allow regular looking people on the runways and in ads...it would totally remove the amount of power advertising has on all of us if we looked at an ad and thought "I totally look as good as her" and meant it.

one of those days...

It is 10:17am and it has already been one of those days...one of those days where you wake up feeling pretty good --things are going well and maybe you have gotten a few things right....and then WHAM! life bitch-slaps you in the face just to let you know that you've got a lot more crap to wade through and while you are reeling from the smack life whispers "it ain't easy kid...you gonna fight or give up?"

I just want to check it off my list!

Sometimes little things are hard when you aren't living at home...usually the easier the task the harder it is to get it completed in a foreign country. T and I ran out today to rest our eyes from the computer and to get a few errands done:

• get my wetsuit fixed
• get laundry done
  
• pick up fresh veggies and fruit
• buy a gift for our nephew
• send a parcel and some mail

easy right? Hell NO!

Laundry was easy the laundromat wasn't full so we chucked out clothes in and continued on our way ignorantly thinking that everything else would follow suit....sigh we are naive. Anyhow we picked out a hoodie for our nephew and then headed to the DHL outlet which really isn't a DHL but somehow couriered mail is sent and received there. We wanted to send the hoodie right away, we walked in the door and, in shockingly poor Spanish, explained we needed to send it. He told us that you cannot ship clothing out of Mexico. Sigh....we asked why and he mumbled something about terrorists. Ok whatever you say....

We had another small gift to send to Portland, it was teeny maybe 3" x 3" and cost about $10. After a few minutes on the phone and measuring our little package the post guy happily announced it would cost us $550 pesos..that is $55 US. We thanked him but decided that it wasn't worth it. UHHHH I also have some documents that need to get back home but I have decided to forgo messing around in our little town with DHL and will mail it next time I am in La Paz.

As far as getting my wetsuit fixed (since I am trying to learn to surf) we visited the tailor's kiosk about 4 times, each time he was not there. The other customer's told us "Un momento"...a moment puleasse...on the fifth time he was there and promised to get my suit done by tomorrow so all in all going back 5 times was worth it.

So we got some of out list done but now we have a kid-sized hoodie that cannot be sent out and can't be returned....but, on the positive-side, T tried it on. It was very, very tight and perhaps seeing that was worth the $10 and the hassles today.

Bag Hag?

Though I have always loved clothes and shoes I have never been one to covet designer bags...in fact I think the majority of them (hello Louis Vuitton) are hideous. I cannot believe people fork over thousands of dollars for a fugly brown bag with some initials on it. And what is worse is that I know people who have more than one. Blech.

But I may have met my maker.... Gerard Darel designs are amazing! The 36 hour St. Germain bag in the grey calf skin leather is totally on my covet list! I want one no..I need one. And with a little research I have discovered they have a store in Mexico City....it is so meant to be!

frizzled or frazzled....

Sometimes I think I might just be too far behind for all this web technology...SEO, key words, blogging BAHHHH it is enough to make a girl go loopy which is just how I am feeling about the ol' world wide web today. I often wonder how all these super internet entrepreneurs have all the time to blog, twitter, stumbleupon, facebook....frick it took all my might to set up my technorati account though I am still partially unclear about exactly what this will do for me.
sigh...love love love technology

who the hell is still buying fannypacks?

While writing a post about poor tourist fashion choices I needed a photo to accompany the article. I really wanted a middle-aged old guy with a big belly sporting the horrendous fannypack. I dare you to type fannypack into google and just see what you come up with...there is a band called Fannypack, people bashing the 'pack' and then companies still manufacturing and selling fannypacks (frick...who knew people are still buying these...must be the same people who are still wearing scrunchies)

But my favourite was this.

a word to the wise

when handling dried chilie peppers with bare hands DON'T rub your nose.

gettin' schooled

Since I am constantly worried that my writing is appalling and that my abilities to write a decent post are somewhat lacking I took notice of a colleague's blog where she noted that she was taking a course in writing and I thought..should I? I think the fact that I asked myself this means YES YOU SHOULD! T has been suggesting it for awhile but I think since I'm not sure whether there is a future for me as a writer/blogger I have been reluctant to sign onto anything. But I don't think it could hurt...well, maybe only my pride a little when I get back a few scathing critiques about comma usage or something, but if it doesn't make me drown in a puddle of my own salty tears it will only makes me stronger and (let's hope) a more employable writer.

Here is the school...course are available online. ( I know a few of you who might be interested)

yearning for years past

Sigh. My little bro graduates this year...exactly ten years after I left the comforting arms of highschool. I was lucky I think, highschool was a pretty good time for me (well..discounting grade 11 which is a whole other story). But my last year was a pleasure and I think I realized it at the time, at least I hope I did. It was a small class but a really good class. Meh...I am getting all nostalgic when I know my brother would commenting on how old I must be...10 years and all.

Things are good

Finally we are here, in Mexico! Things are going well and I think T and I are starting to learn how to live slower..even if we have a lot of work to do by mid-June. We did get that design job I had mentioned and after a bit of a delay, it is now full-force. I think we are both a little concerned that the deadline will come too quickly we are focussing on just putting our heads down and getting it done so we can continue our travels (with pockets a little fuller).

I am busy writing for a blog as well. It is a little harder for me which is partly due to that fact that A) I have not really been back to writing in ages B) in uni all I wrote were scientific labs (ugh) so my creative stream is a little lacking these days. But I believe I am improving and like they always say 'practice makes perfect' but I will settle for 'better' right now.

Mexico is awesome. People are friendly and the beaches are beautiful. I have only been out surfing once (and when I say surfing, I mean trying to surf) as T and I both got hit with a rather mean cold. But we are planning to try and get out a couple of times a week now that we are both feeling better and our project is moving.

Things are good.

movie recommendation

Persepolis is an adaption of a graphic novel about the accounts of a young girl growing up in Iran after the revolution. I loved the film and highly recommend it. The animation style used is mesmerizing and the characters are all enchanting in their own way, especially her grandmother. It really makes you wonder what you would do is faced with a similar event. Would you stand up and risk death, follow the crowd and wait it out or remove yourself completely thereby denying where you came from? Food for thought…but definitely try and track this film down.

talents?

Perhaps it is because I am tired but I am feeling a little unsure about my talents if there are any at all. These great opportunities have presented themselves to me and I still feel like I don't deserve any of it...usually I am not so lackluster but I am concerned that perhaps my worthiness is debatable.

Paco and Francois

I am stealing internet from a cafe below our little room. Who knew that travelling 4 years later would involve all this tech gear and the option of stealing wireless?

I am attempting to speak Spanish when I can here but I end up butchering it and then about 10 minutes later I think of the right way or a better way to say something. Luckily most of the people are receptive to us trying but there are a few who respond in English or say rude things in Spanish. But for the most part people let us try and that is all we can expect. I am worried that I won't pick it up quickly or at all, as it seems that all that learning has disappeared inside my brain to some dark corner where it is resting on an old couch, eating nachos and talking with the French lessons I took years ago.

Snow to sun

We made it....out of blizzarding Calgary all the way to the Baja. And I have been really lazy at updating this so here is another catch up:

• I turned 27 in San Francisco and got ID'd in the same day
• I paid $18 for a mani and pedi in San Fran....how can it be so pricey in Calgary
• Wilfrid seems to be acting better
• Mexican military stops scare me
• My Spanish is atrocious but I try anyway
  
• We rented a house by a world class surf break...it comes with a housecleaner WHA???
• I am going to try and learn how to surf ( I am already imagining burping up saltwater)
• My writing gig might just be working out...though I still feel like I am a sham
• T has not burned his entire body yet
• There are whales right off the coast here so close you could swim out and touch them
• The people here are very friendly
• I feel like this could be a potential home for us

to the Apple master

can you please make Wilfrid, my new mac, behave himself?  i would be ever so grateful.

yours in mac love

kels

somehow it always works out

So this is going to be a speedy catch up since I have been MIA for a few weeks.
Things are going well and we have started out on our adventure down south:

• T and I managed to get just the design part of the job we were offered which means we will work on the road and set up a little apartment in Mexico until June. Once we get final approval on the design work we are free to travel with a bank account that will be a little fuller :)
• I am kung-fu chopped my student loans and am officially debt free HIIII YA!
  
• I finally signed up for Skype
• T and I managed to make all our possessions fit into the spaces offered by my parents
• We also managed to pack the car without everything exploding
• I actually managed to pack my clothes in a bag the same size as T's (I know I impressed myself)
• We left Calgary in a blizzard and managed to hit the highway just as it was opening
• I got a job working for a travel blog that actually pays me to write about our adventure
• And I love Vancouver

So we are on our way and will be heading to the States tomorrow. I am praying that the border officials are nice and that T doesn't provoke them as he often does when faced with figures of authority. I did explain we might need to kiss butt a little to which I received the evil eye and a lecture about "how it is none of their business where we are going..." I am pretty sure they will think otherwise.

Busy bee

So I have been busy trying to figure out all the intricacies of out trip...like how does one insure a computer while travelling...ok I have not solved this issue yet but I am working towards it. As well as trying to sell my car, write a work contract for T and I and ponder my wardrobe for the trip, which as we all know is extremely important.

So as far as the work opportunity goes we managed to come to a middle ground. We will do the design work in Mexico and have a contractor take over the rest of the project. This is the best outcome by far. This way we don't need to come back, we just do the work, send it on, get approval and continue on our way through Central and South America. I got myself worked up for nothing.

I feel good about how this worked out and a few other opportunities have sprung up for me as well that are do-able on the road which would be great experience as well as provide fuel for the resume. So maybe I can just CALM DOWN about life and let it happen.

breaking up with my car

Well someone wants to come see my car, which is great, but I have to admit I am a little sad about selling my beloved Bobby. He is the first car I bought on my own when I returned home from travelling and he was all mine. I have spent lots of time in my little car speeding around town, grooving to my music, loving that he actually warmed up quickly on mornings that brought -30 degree weather....there are just so many good thing about him. But all good things come to an end...

I just finished cleaning and polishing him up and a little twinge of sadness came over me. I mean I know it could not last forever but for some reason I am quite sad at the prospect of losing him. I will miss him dearly. So, dear Bobby Assfire, you have been a fabulous first car and I really hope that who ever owns you next treats you well.

unusual to do list

Things I need to do in the next three weeks...

• get a tetanus shot
• sell my car "Bobby Assfire"
• try to figure out how to insure a car, two computers, a camera and printer that will be riding in said car for the next 12 to 14 months
• learn how to use skype
• oh and learn how to use adobe illustrator and indesign

meh piece of cake

taking deep breaths

Ok so I was in a little bit of a panic in my last post. You'd think by now I would be able to deal better with life's decisions but well...the fact of the matter is I have to have a complete freak out first, then sleep on it, mull over it for a few more days and then decide that it will just have to work out. Sometimes I wonder if I will ever be able to a more calm and sure individual...I am sure that by my recent behaviour T would say "no". The last few days have presented a solution that may solve all our worries, I cannot say more as I am superstitious but if it all works as I hope I will fill you in.

But let's talk about something fabulous...like my new MacBook Pro gifted to me from the best husband in the world. I have never had my own computer before so this is a little unreal. I think it needs a name but I am not too sure yet what it will be...but names take time. I am also searching for a laptop bag that does not look like a laptop bag. There are some really cool companies out there and once I compile the contenders I will post the links so those who need a nerd-free bag can check them out.

what to do?

i am feeling pulled in two different directions. we are supposed to be leaving in the next few weeks to go travelling and a work opportunity has come up which would be great but it will interfere with the travels we have planned. i am not sure what to do. thoughts?