Tuesday, April 28

My First True Solo Show.

It Finally happened.

Yesterday Rob took his Canadian citizenship exam and he passed. We all knew he would, and in preparation for it, our co-workers planned to hijack him during our show and take him for a night on the town to celebrate.





Leaving me to run the show on my own.

I have been practising for the last month or so to get ready for it, and i was feeling pretty confident until everyone left and I was actually led zone. Then panic kicked in. The light headedness only lasted a few minutes, then it went back to normal.

I wouldn't dare say it was a quality show, but no one swore in any of my calls.. I didn't pass out or have a heart attack...and we didn't have any off airs.. so, keeping those incredibly low standards in mind, it was a "successful" show. 







 I left feeling pretty damn good about myself. I'm in no rush to do it again, but I didn't explode, so there's that.


This morning I got to go talk to my therapist. I am not shy to admit I talk to someone. I think there are 3 things every woman needs. 1) a good bra 2) a good friend 3) a good therapist.

I love talking to Cara. She helps sort and realign this next chapter of my life. I don't want to have a repeat of my past experiences and its nice to get to share thoughts with someone who could care less about my choices. Anyway, today when we were chatting she found this (she knows of my deep love and connection to whales). I thought it was cute and quite fitting.






Today:

I am grateful for the callers last night that shared their gratitude's with me. I wasn't sure how that would go over, but surprisingly, people seemed to dig it.

I am grateful for beautiful brightly coloured flowers, and how spring is finally here.

I am grateful for the support network I am lucky to have.

J



Monday, April 27

Zero Minus 5 days Until Hell Week Is Over.

The time is fast approaching and soon it will be moving day.

I would love to tell you how glorious everything is going. How smoothly and flawlessly this process is. I would love to post delightful pictures of us all laughing and showing some fictitious family without a care in the world.


I'd love to, but I would want to punch my own self in the face if that was what I was saying.

Moving is So F*&^%$@ hard. How do some of you people do this so often?? I have a few friends who have moved a few times in the last few years...on purpose!?

We are living in a house full of boxes. I didn't realize that when you move, its all well and good to pre pack things. But as sure as I know the sun will rise tomorrow, once you pack a box and stack it somewhere full of things you haven't used in months, you will, in that moment (or very shortly after) need with urgency, the exact thing you just packed. *eyeroll*












As stressful as these last 2 weeks have been with pox, and a stolen/lost iPhone.



Lacrosse every night x2



We are still laughing and having fun. 




This week is a big week for this little family and for Me. This week is the closing of a major chapter in my life and the beginning of a new one. I am so excited, happy and grateful.

J



Today:

I am grateful for every time I go to the post office and see these.