Week in the Life – Sunday

All week I have been making a note about the time and what was happening. Today, I didn’t. I also didn’t take many photos. I think that for most of my WITL album for this day, I was planning on doing a “Currently” theme, and making lists of things we’re currently watching, planning, listening to, reading, etc. Subconsciously, I think that meant I didn’t think to take as many photos. And that is okay.


Currently, I am thinking about Shakespeare – today would have been his birthday. I love his plays and poems.

Currently, I am silently saying “Happy Anniversary” to my parents. Today would have been their 40th. In writing those words, tears rush to my eyes and I can barely breathe. It will be five years since she passed in June, and I still expect the phone to ring at any moment so that she can update me on what is happening in my hometown.

Currently, I refrain from calling Dad because I know how he would feel awkward and upset, and he copes with things in his own way (like going away for a week to help friends, so that he didn’t have to be in the family home for today).

Currently, I continue with the reorganizing and purging while Tom has a safety meeting at work, then drops off a friend downtown, then picks up our nephew, who will spend the day with us.

Currently, I am watching more “Midsomer Murders” (obsessed) and reveling in this time alone. I can get so much done when it is just me, and I don’t have to worry about being in anyone’s way.

Currently, I am loving hearing about our nephew’s school trip to New York, Boston, and Philadelphia.

Currently, I am glad that we opted to pick up dinner, as I wasn’t in the mood to cook (tired and it would have taken time away from other things).

Currently, I am glad that I have a cool bed waiting for me.

Currently, I am grateful for a fun weekend, a good WITL week, and the chance to document all of our life stories for a small slice of time. We are going to love looking back on this life in the future. 




Week in the Life – Saturday

7:00am: There are days when you just want to sleep in due to a busy week and because your body needs it. There are days like Saturday when this is totally possible because you don’t have work or kids or pets. There are days when, despite all of this, you are still awake at 7am. Today is that day. Gah! 😉


The top of the dresser where the tv is, and the top of my scrapbooking desk to the left are chaos due to my on-going Spring cleaning and reorganization that was completely unplanned, but that feels good to be doing. I’m hoping to get a bunch done this weekend, in between plans with family and friends.

9:45am: Wrapping the Frank Sinatra book we got my mother-in-law. She is a huge fan, and will love it. I adore wrapping presents, especially when the wrapping paper is so much fun!


12:30pm: Birthday lunch = Mexican food at El Indio. My San Diego burrito is amazing, although their guacamole isn’t as good as what Tom makes (his guac is the only reason I suddenly eat avocados and guac at all!).


4:00pm: Home for a bit before we meet friends for bowling. We haven’t been to a bowling alley since we first started dating in 2012. Before that, it was Grade 4. This is likely the reason that I am terrible at bowling. Like, TERRIBLE. I’m a tad nervous about making a fool of myself tonight, but our friends have assured me that they are terrible too (they are nice people!).

I can be a very outgoing person, especially when it comes to work. In the business world, I can be downright fearless and outspoken and no-holds-barred sometimes. In social situations, I struggle. I’m often awkward and weird when I don’t know people, or don’t know the place, or aren’t proficient with the activity. Tonight, I am worried because I suck at bowling, I don’t know half the people who will be there, and my leg is sore from the spider bite (and resulting surgery – story for another time). But, Tom is all excited to go, as bowling is a big favorite in his family. My father-in-law bowls competitively (I hope he never sees me bowl).

For now, we play our Episode 7 Star Wars LEGO video game. We share a love of LEGO, and these games are bonding time for us. I love smashing things to earn the bits used to buy characters and ships and stuff. LOVE IT.


8:30pm: Time for some bowling! Can I just say that bowling shoes are the ugliest things ever made? Still nervous, but let’s do this! They already know that I suck, and I shouldn’t really care, because this isn’t a formal sporting event. In my head I hear the words of Debbie Reynolds in the obscure movie “Connie and Carla”, “chin up, boobs out, it’s showtime!”. This is for you, Debbie!

Okay, so I didn’t need to be nervous. It turns out that when I don’t care, I can actually bowl not too bad! Second place on the first game for me, and Tom won the second game. Yay us!

Best of all? Meeting new people who are awesome. We had so many laughs! Everyone was super supportive, nobody was competitive, so much cheering and fun.

So very rad.

And this guy – I am grateful every day that I have him in my life. I am grateful that he is supportive, but also nudges me into things when he can sense that I don’t want to do them, because he knows I will likely love it when I get there. I am grateful for the laughs we share all the time.

I am grateful for this evening of new friends and plans to do this again in the future!

Week in the Life – Wednesday

4:30am: The alarm goes off, and today it hurts to open my eyes. I spoke too soon about the insomnia being gone. I had a hard time falling asleep last night, too excited about the reorganization of our place, things happening at work, and just life in general. It is going to be a long day. Love a cleansing shower in the morning. Love the clarity that the steady stream of water provides. Love this time to let my mind wander to all sorts of topics and all sorts of ideas.

4:55am: It was a warm day yesterday, so we had the a/c going last night, as well as several fans. I was boiling hot last night (which also prevented me from being sleepy) due to hot flashes. It has been 3.5 years since my cancer surgery and the start of early onset menopause, so you’d think the hot flashes would be gone, but unfortunately they seem to ebb and flow like the tide. Right now, they engulf me again. I’m hot, itchy, emotional, and so very tired of feeling like a dragon with a belly full of fire. The cold air hitting my shower-damp skin cools me off enough to feel comfortable, if only for a short time. I crawl back into bed to think of the day ahead and listen to Tom’s even breathing. Yesterday was a long day for him, and I am glad of the deep sleep he has found. Love these quiet morning moments. Love the sound of my love getting sleep. Love the cool air and this moment of peaceful contemplation.

5:12am: We both must have drifted off after he hit sleep (and R2 didn’t sound again when he should have). I awake with a jolt, sensing that something is wrong. Tom feels me jolt, sees the time, and runs to start his day. Shower. Packing water, drinks, and a cold pack for the day. He’ll come home during his split for lunch and to look into why the electronics for the recliner on the couch are not working on his side. Love these morning routines. Love making plans for the day with him.

6:23am: I am slightly frustrated with drivers of big trucks, construction equipment, and semi’s today, as they should all have driven in the far right lane, rather than trying to go up a hill side-by-side and blocking all of the traffic. I will still get to work on time, but seriously. Have some common sense. Love getting to work on time. Love this job.

6:35am: Time to hit my emails. Thankfully, there aren’t many of them today. I’m ahead of schedule with several clients, and that means a bit of breathing space for the first time this month.


No glasses today. Despite loving my contacts, I seem to be wearing my glasses more often lately – both pairs. I like alternating and giving my eyes a rest sometimes. Plus, with the dryness in the office, contacts can dry out very quickly. I usually carry a contacts case and glasses with me, just in case.


I love big, deep purses. I like carrying stuff around with me that I likely don’t need (like the plastic fork – why is it in here?). I like being prepared in the event that something obscure is required (hence the fork, I suppose!). I may have watched too much MacGyver when a child…


I love this bag from Scarleton that I purchased on Amazon a few months ago. It has a bunch of zippered compartments, is nice and deep, and I love that there is a short strap and a longer, cross-body strap. Slouchy and big is what I look for in a purse, and this one did not disappoint. So glad that I also bought it in red. I may need to get it in black as well. Love bags and purses – always have. Love getting one that works with my life.

11:15am: Done with my meetings for the day. I have various things to do today, but I am feeling very unmotivated due to the cooler weather and breeze blowing through the trees I see through the windows. It is hard to be stuck inside on such a nice day!


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Love having a slight view (wish I was right at the window, but also okay with not being by a hot window in the Summer). Love all the trees around this lovely city. Love memes.

3:37pm: I worked through lunch and should have left by now, but a client request has come in, and it needs doing before I leave. This means traffic is terrible when I hit the 15. Love that everyone was courteous in this messy daily drive.


3:50pm: Closer to home, I am always struck with the beauty of the rows of palm trees that line the final street that leads me to our Nerd Cave. Love those trees, even if they are actually weeds. Love those blue, blue skies. Love the temperate weather that San Diego usually has.


4:25pm: Today, some more organization, but also a little TV, since I’m so tired. Right now, I’m enjoying “Midsomer Murders”. Love me some Brit telly. Love me some murder mysteries. Love me some relaxing screen time (although I was still sorting through some things and breaking down those boxes under/in the coffee table).


Yes, we’re nerds. We love Star Wars and LEGO and Marvel and DC and Nintendo and Playstation and Kevin Smith and anything that combines all of this (like the huge IKEA entertainment unit that we got last Spring). Love that we enjoy so many of the same things.

7:15pm: Hot Topic’s Hot Cash event is on, so we go to redeem some of our accumulated cash. Love this wall of pops. Love the Disney stuff they have sometimes. Love that we got some fun things for ourselves, but also several gifts for birthdays and Christmas. I’m about 75% done my Christmas shopping already (I have a system that works for me, that I will share here one day). Love getting a head start on the year. Love spreading out the financial aspect of gift-giving over an entire year. Love that Tom likes getting involved with planning and gifts.


Lots of colours in that photo. I think I might make it black and white for my future WITL album…


Tom knows that this week is WITL, and suggests a selfie of us with the signs behind us. Love him. Love how he supports my hobbies and interests. Love that smile. Love that dimple.

9:20pm: Late dinner tonight. Almost too late, but we got talking to a friend at the mall, then met a new friend. Love that Tom is social, especially because sometimes I am just not. I love people, but there is a part of me that is okay with being anonymous and left alone and quiet and just doesn’t want to interact. Love that I know this about myself and am okay with it. Love that I can find the words to explain it to people. Love that Tom understands and can fill in the gaps.


A California burrito from Lolita’s. They have the best Mexican food in all of San Diego. Love the sauce and seasonings they use. Love that their food is good, and also very affordable. Love that Tom introduced me to this place of his childhood. Love this busy and interesting day. Love that we will do a few things around our home, then head to bed. Love that I will likely fall asleep immediately tonight!



Week in the Life – Tuesday

4:30am: The alarm goes off, and I hiss at it. I deliberately choose the most annoying alarm ring in the world, so that it is successful in waking me up and getting me out of bed. Today, I hit snooze (which I rarely do), and try to sleep some more, but my brain is now in full gear and I can’t sleep anymore. Up I get for a shower, checking my email, peeking at Instagram, looking at Facebook notifications that happened overnight, and playing my daily Solitaire game. All of this usually takes me less than 20 minutes. I don’t like to dawdle.

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5:00am: Tom’s alarm rings (R2-D2 sounds, of course), and he does his morning ritual of hitting Sleep, giving him five more delicious minutes. I’m back in bed by now, which means I cuddle into him until R2 rouses him again, this time for good. He hits the shower, turning on the light on his way by.

It’s our morning routine. We do it daily. It works for us.

6:00am: We leave home a few minutes ahead of schedule, which means I don’t have to drive 85-90 mph to get him to work on time for his 6:10 sign-in. Seriously. There are days where I have white knuckled it and wanted to vomit with how fast I was driving…but I got him there on time!

6:08am: Tom is at work, and I start my commute to the office. The traffic is steady, with only a few halts (for which I had my phone ready!), but the week after Easter means people are on holidays still, and there is a marked difference in the overall number of vehicles on the road with me this morning. People are content on flowing up the hill on the 52 together as a collective, the jerks who dart back and forth between lanes noticeably absent this overcast morning.


6:26am: I arrive at the office to a much smaller inbox than yesterday, thankfully. Today is Tuesday, which means a full schedule of morning meetings.


I love these earrings, but rarely wear them with how heavy they are. Today felt like a good day to dust them off again.

Easter decorations are down, and put away in the top drawer of my under-desk filing cabinet. Top drawer holds Easter, Valentine’s, St. Patty’s, Halloween, Canada Day, Independence Day, and other random holiday items. Bottom drawer is completely Christmas – decorations, lights, and a small tree for my desk, along with random decorations and lights that I share with others in the office. I won’t need to put anything up until July 1st for Canada Day. Usually that also means bringing in some red velvet and white chocolate chip cookies. Red and white. I have to do it!

9:26am: Our nephew is back from his school trip to New York and Boston, and he sends us a brief message to say he is back, he enjoyed himself, and we should get together soon. Seriously love this guy. Seriously love being his aunt.

12:19pm: Tom texts that he has to work late tonight, which is a tad frustrating for his day back to work, but the overtime will be nice next payday. I decide to work through lunch and have some chicken noodle soup from my desk drawer. It’s rather salty, which means increasing water consumption this afternoon!

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I love this water additive flavour. It’s refreshing, especially when icy cold. I recently got this stay-cold cup from Costco, and it will keep ice in it for 24 hours. SERIOUSLY LOVE IT. There were two in a package for $20, and it is the best purchase I’ve ever made, I swear.

3:30pm: The best part of coming in early, other than it being quiet in the office so that I can get a ton done before others arrive, is that I get to leave mid-afternoon. San Diego is once again into hot temperatures, so the car is an oven.


I need to clean the car – look at all the dust! 😉

Traffic home is a bit of chaos, as always. The 8 eastbound is usually this busy in the afternoons. I try and enjoy these minutes of solitude with no plans, but usually I just want to get home and get into whatever I have planned for the “me time” before I pick Tom up from work. We’re still using one vehicle in an effort to save money, reduce unnecessary pollution, and also have some more time together in a day.


3:47pm: This door. It has been my home for the 5.5 years I’ve been in San Diego. It will be our home for a few more, likely. Today it stands watch over deliveries from Amazon (Pop protectors), Walgreens (Garindan Star Wars Celebration and Shawn Michaels Funko Pops, my foundation, and some sugar-free Jelly Bellies), and Funko itself (first order ever – Pop bag to use for Comic Con, nerdy Freddy Funko, and Jungle Batman). I love shopping online. It save me so much time, and often a ton of money.


3:55pm: Let the reorganization and furniture adjustment begin! I want to get things moved around and ready for Tom’s movement of Funko Pop’s, collectibles, etc. As my brother reminded me this morning, I get this itch to clean and reorganize every Spring. He’s right: I used to change up my childhood bedroom every April!


(not a flattering photo with the double chin, but such is life.)

7:10pm: Tom stayed a bit later than usual, but they didn’t need him for as long as expected, which is nice.


This is a new building, recently completed. Their old building used to be to the bottom left of the photo, but it has been demolished. Currently, the open space is being prepped for paving, so that all of the buses can be parked there. It has been a work in progress for a long time, and has meant that this usually four lane road is cut down to two.

I pick Tom up, then we meet up with our friend Maruja for a bit.

10:24pm: I am trying to sleep, but can’t because I’m too energized from my day. The sleep that has been coming easily to me is now eluding me. I think I tempted fate when I made an earlier comment that sleep has been easier lately. I toss and turn and chat to Tom and get more water and hit the restroom again for the fifth time and tell myself to sleep and toss and turn and then finally settle in with the fan in my face and ask Tom to rub my back a bit while I do some deep breathing. He has the most glorious rough, strong hands, and I get calm enough to slip into slumbers sometime around 11:30…


Week in the Life: Sunday

After a few crazy weeks of overtime, big changes with software at work (and the inevitable issues that creates), full agendas, trying to get layouts created to donate to Crops of Luv, it was serious burn-out time.

Easter weekend meant doing nothing. No plans. Just us having a few days to ourselves to heal, rest, be together.

It was perfect.

It also gave me a chance to (finally) think about the Week In The Life that starts this week. Make some plans, have some ideas, gather a few things together. For the first time in several years, I didn’t get the kit from Ali. It’s not that I didn’t love it, because I did, but more about me wanting to use up goodies and papers that I already own and have been hoarding from her monthly subscriptions that I received months and months ago (have put a halt on them since last summer, buying only those that I have very specific uses for). It’s time to purge, use, and save some money!

Who else is joining in this year? Did you get the kit?

Life: it never goes as planned

Back in November, I had what appeared to be several bites on my right leg. Small, seemingly insignificant bites that didn’t really itch or cause me any grief. A few days later, I was freezing cold, which is entirely odd for me, as I usually run very warm. The next day, my right leg was covered with a purple rash, and had swollen twice its size.

Did I go to the doctor? Of course not. “It’s an allergic reaction to the bites.”

I mean, my Mom used to get like that, and my brother still does.

The leg rash disappeared, but was still puffy. It got worse over time, with pain, swelling, and the wounds started going “weird”. In outrageous pain, I drove myself to the ER at 4:00 am and tried not to hysterically cry and curl up into a ball in the corner from the sheer pain that was shooting through my leg.


Turns out, a nasty California spider got me (second time since moving down here – they love my pale, sweet, Canadian skin!). The bites had cause cellulitis in the leg, and they admitted me for a week’s worth of heavy duty antibiotics, pain meds, and surgery.

Not at all what I had planned for my December.

Not at all how I wanted to experience the holiday season.

It is now February, and I still have a hole in my leg from the surgery. I have a very meticulous husband who is patiently packing the wound daily, so that it can heal from the inside, out, so that nothing else gets infected or nasty.

We are not sure if it was a brown recluse or hobo spider, as they are both poisonous and nasty. You’d think after two episodes with these buggers that I’d have super powers or something.

I feel cheated!

And so, I am trying to remain patient, and heal, and focus on the good things in life, despite the ongoing pain and frustration that a bum leg provides.

I am thankful that the challenging year of 2016 is over.

I am thankful for my wonderful husband.

I am thankful for my scrapbooking, which I have been able to pick up after completing my “Days of Gratitude” album from November and my “Holiday Daily” from December 1 until January 7 (I always go longer to include Ukrainian Christmas).

I am thankful for a job that challenges me in new ways daily.

I am thankful for online forums and groups that give me an escape to new places and new thoughts.

I am thankful that while this was a very difficult experience, it could have been so much worse. So very, very worse.

I am just so thankful.



It might be due to it being Thanksgiving in the US, or maybe Fall, or maybe just the start of November and a new-found calm within me, but I have been thinking a lot about gratitude lately. I would say that, for the most part, I am a very grateful person (especially after going through uterine cancer), but this time of year really brings the concept to the forefront of our lives.



Being with friends and family in an intentional manner.

Taking stock of our lives as the current year draws to an end.

And so, here is a moment of gratitude that occurred in a routine grocery shopping trip to Costco:


Bright pink daisies.

Every time I walk by the flowers, I make a point of stopping to smell them. Roses? Sometimes. Daisies? Always.

My Grandma loved daisies, and I loved my Grandma, and I have missed her and thought of her every single day since she passed on May 5, 1991. I was a tender 11 years old, almost 12, and her passing left a huge, gaping hole in my heart and life. I learned so much from her, teachings that guided my development back then, and still resonate in the decisions I make now as a 37 year old woman.

And so, I stop and smell the daisies.

And I am grateful that I had eleven years with her.

And I am grateful that I still hear her voice in my head.

And I am grateful for these little moments in a crowded, busy store where I can just stop and breathe and remember.

So very, very grateful.