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I’m going to the cottage tomorrow. I’m really excited about that. Mostly because I haven’t been there since the long weekend in May. And mostly because I haven’t had a day off since then either.

I’ve started this “detox” plan for the next 4 weeks. And I’m actually doing it and seeing a difference. Not like, “hey I’ve been doing it for 3 days and I’ve lost ten pounds” difference but more like a I’m happy that I’m exercising and eating healthier because I’m sick of my life right now and doing nothing but work, drink coffee, talk and sleep. It gets a little repetitive after a while. So that’s what I’m doing. And my arms and calves are sore from the constant stretching and toning shit I’m getting used to now.

I should be in bed right now, because I’m so tired and I have to wake up early tomorrow yet I’m still planning for tomorrow; making CDs, making lists of things to pack; etc. And yet I sit here, typing this because I feel like I haven’t done that in a while and I’m depriving myself of something that used to calm me down and needed to be done in order to sleep at night.

But I’m off to sleep in preparation for my one day off work so I can go to the cottage and R.E.L.A.X. for once in my life.

So I’m so wishing I were in bed right now but instead I’ve just finished creating 5 CDs for the arcade for tomorrow’s big trip up there. I can’t believe it’s already the May long weekend. Usually I sit and plan this thing until no end in order to have an amazing time, but this year, I invited some people and that was it. Aside from finding ways on how to get there, the rest is pretty much “we’ll see how it goes”.

I want to hit the sack because i shower must be taken before i do which is going to be hard on my sleep system for tomorrow morning. All I’m doing is going. Oh my God. My weekend of peace is here. But something tells me it’s not going to be as peaceful as I’d planned.

So … I’m not going to be on here for a couple of days. Big surprise. Anywho, wish me a fun and safe trip. Oh, and pray I don’t chop off another finger at work tomorrow, as I have been having the tendency to do so the past couple of days. That would definitely put a damper on the weekend plans.

It’s so weird how fast the time flies, I can’t believe it’s almost the end of the school year already and although I have still so much to do, I think somewhat of what I had set out to do has been accomplished.

I feel as though my mind has strengthened. My relationships with people are stronger and the way I feel about myself has become empowered.

With the fantastic weather rolling in I’ve found myself walking more, bike riding and visiting just about everyone I know! And I love it. For living in Windsor, the air sure is clear to me. I breathe easier. I feel like I’m filled with life.

I take things as they come, like always, only lately I’ve actually been believing what I preach. I can achieve anything I set out to do with a valid action plan. Even though plans have changed, like the fact that I’m now staying in Windsor to complete my degree as opposed to going to Ryerson, or that I’m staying home for the summer instead of going up to work at Fern Resort. But who knows? Even those “plans” may change with time.

I’ve never had to make a decision about summer before. For the last six years, I’ve gone up to the cottage and worked. Simple as that. But this year, there’s no possibility of my heart getting broken or the set job(s). Because I changed my plans. And I think that’s what keeps us living. We have to change plans, make decisions and all that. If not, how are we supposed to move forward?

So what I think I’m trying to say is that we must just accept it when things don’t go as we thought they would, or hoped, because something new arises. And that something just may be even more beautiful than the original idea.

And that’s life.

I’ve been running around all week, so I’ve kind of neglected to post anything but I have been productive in other ways. So that’s always good.

It’s official. I’m going to be on the radio. I got my own show every Monday on CJAM from 11am until 12 pm. I’m calling it: Homegrown. Cheesy? Maybe. But I like it. And the fact that I get my own show, obviously. More information and link to listen live to be posted shortly.

I just got back from the cottage to an email and phone message from the lady who interviewed me yesterday about a job at Fern Resort. I got it. If I accept, I’m the new dining room server with the possibility to advance to “Dining Room Captain” which means management by June. So that was a plus as well. I have two weeks to decide whether I want it or not. Great. More decisions, just what I need. I’m waiting on an interview for another resort, but as of yet, they haven’t called for one, so I’m leaning towards this. The other good news is that it begins May 1st which means no waiting for shifts until June. The bad news is that I would pretty much have five days after my exams at the end of April finish to move out of my house in W, move home, repack summer clothes, see everyone and move my butt up to Orillia to start work.

They do say absence makes the heart grow fonder. I guess I’m just going to end up being in love with everybody by the time I move back to T for good.

Does the weather effect the lives of the people it surrounds? I’ve done a lot of thinking because sometimes I feel that even though I’m a busy bee, I have all the time in the world to do so. Because of the weather. Because of the weather, the beach has hit a rough patch this summer. It’s dead up here. People aren’t interested in coming to the beach to observe how the rain hits the lake water, making for a very dull work day at the Beach Variety Store that I work at.

Every morning, taking into account the foreboding weather, should you prepare for your day? If it’s a rainy morning, complete with thunder and lightening, is it a sign that the day is going to be tough to get through? And if so, how exactly are you supposed to prevent your day from having the same fate as the earth below from the dark clouds above? Maybe that’s the thing, you absolutely cannot prevent the forthcoming weather – but you can prepare for it. An umbrella, rain coat and so forth. But how do you prepare for the horrible day personally that it’s foreshadowing?

Everyone says that the past is the past and that’s where it should be left, but the same people can also say that whatever happens in the past affects your future. Everything that happens creates a memory, good or bad, that cannot be erased.

If we could go back in time, just a few hours or so, maybe even just a minute and change a small detail that could greatly alter the bad memory from forming, would we? Sometimes I think I could never so such a thing, but others, like on days like this one, I would take out so many little details and pay attention to obscure signs that seem so obvious now in order to prevent the events that can change my future unnecessarily.

Have you ever felt like you had nothing else to do in this world but stare at the sky? And when the horizon looking back at you was filled with culmulous clouds grasping tight to hold on to the impending water, you couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit depressed.

My co-worker and friend, T, asked me for some advice yesterday and I didn’t really know how to answer his questions. I could try, but then I felt like I wasn’t making sense, or he didn’t completely understand what I was trying to say because maybe I didn’t completely understand what he was asking. I did the best I could, but I don’t think either of us were satisfied with the results. I was thinking today about the conversation and wondering about what I would say to him if it were yesterday again (a pastime I often do – the phrase “think fast, talk slow” never really stuck with me) and I think I came up with the perfect answer:

Don’t ever do something that will make someone you love be disappointed in you because they’ll never look at you the same way again, no matter what. And if you feel bad about it, and feel as though it is “wrong”, it probably is. Trust your gut. And do the best you can with that.