This morning I had the luxury of a sleep-in, made breakfast, dressed, did a bit of yoga and headed out the door. Work was a hive of activity. I came to the library afterwards to grab a few DVDs and just enjoy the space. Plans for the weekend include a handful of tasks around communications, and lots of self-care.
Some stuff still on my mind, but my head doesn’t feel like it’s going to fall off, so it’s been a good day 😀
Early May last year, our team took a few Pro-D days and headed to Victoria, BC. My memories of this time are good ones. 3 days of sunshine, walks by the ocean, bouncing around on a big bed in the hotel room I had all to myself.
We heard some excellent presentations from the professional members of our team, Dr. Chris Williams who pioneered the Bounce Back program, and clinical consultants, learning about the youth of today and their struggles with anxiety and depression in this 24/7 world we now live in…
The food was superb: breakfast, lunch, dinner and drinks and snacks ready to eat every time you even considered that you might possibly be a smidge hungry.
I learned so much and enjoyed so much and loved the chance to get to see everyone in person and engage in real conversation in real time instead of the usual chats over phone or email.
This year, the gathering is proposed for sometime in the fall, and I hope it meets with the same kind of success as the one held in Victoria, 2018 🙂
My head is a mess right now. You will see evidence of that later. I’ve spent the last 3 hours considering my own content and the last 15 minutes determined to focus on the positive for the next few posts.
So… Maysome surprised the team with a heavenly stash of Häagen-Dazs ice-cream bars and I wasn’t the only one who thought she should receive top honours for services to humanity. The office was wonderfully sweaty, and the ice-cream definitely boosted morale 🙂
March 2019 was the driest on record, and I can believe and celebrate that 100%. Being able to walk to work in the sunshine sure beats waiting for the bus in the rain. I’m sorry if that means prepping for the next historic fire season, but right here, right now it feels pretty great.
I woke feeling blissful and not quite awake, grabbed a piece of pb toast, read my book and fell back asleep for a few more hours.
I’ve finally found a story to inhabit again. I read Because of Winn Dixie in one afternoon and watched it brought to life on screen in the evening. The Tiger’s Wife seems full of promise.
Lunch I suppose was oatmeal and fruit salad. Dinner I’ve accomplished already… imagine that, not even 5pm and the kitchen’s seen more activity and from-scratch concocting today than all of last week combined.
I spent the day under the radar: cleaned up, talked with Mom, which made me happy — and read some more.
Mom came for a visit on Family Day which was awesome 🙂
We had a good chat about all the latest, caught up on various familial threads, walked a couple of kilometres, grabbed some groceries and seized the day! We had breakfast for dinner at The Waffle House and it was so freaking satisfying.
At work the past few weeks, everyone has been in survival mode, complicated by the fact of heavy snow-fall and non-existent heat options: tending to ailing family, filing reports, program promotions, phone tag, failing batteries, donuts, and documents hidden in plain-sight, 3 emergency evacuations, 2 fire trucks, and heart-felt good-byes. We’ve all been distracted and freezing. I have never been more thankful for a Friday than this one past. And, while I’m happy I got them in time for the white stuff, I’m enjoying being barefoot in my apartment, with the temperature just as I like it, without needing to wrestle with my snow boots twice daily accompanied by stomps, grunts and a play by play of profanity.
My other ‘everyday’ shoes died in record time, and I’ve got some new everyday ones that seem to be holding up well so far. I gave up on shoes that don’t work for me a long time ago. Mom’s eyes still light up with the possibility that maybe this time, I’ll find that perfect pair of boots or heels… I stayed at the Riesco Residence for my birthday and ran into many familiar faces, including my occupational therapist, clad in the boots that precipitated our conversation about the utility of shoehorns — among other vastly more engaging topics— and resulted in my sitting a short time later in the shoe department staring at my big toe poking out of a hole in my mother’s sock, shaking my head, attempting without success to pull on Blundstone footwear yet again. It’s like Stella Young once said, no amount of smiling will turn a flight of stairs into a ramp. Smiling doesn’t work on shoes, or snow or sidewalks either… 🙂
Just a note to say the Family Day long weekend was a great success, and work went well today! Anywhere outside Sami Central is still quite literally freezing, though… I’m wondering if I will ever be warm all the way through again.