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I just got back from a roadtrip out East... Ottawa and PEI to visit friends, get big gulps of fresh air and winshield sunrises. Not a single scrap of SAD plagued me. It was lovely.

While visiting Erin and James in Ottawa, we talked at length about their "101 things to do in 1001 days" projects -- they are on their third round, and it totally inspired me.

Of course, blogging came up.

I used to be hypergraphic. I used to write because I HAD to. I couldn't NOT write. I blogged over a million words. Then came facebook and the advent of the "reply" or the paragraph update. I also just stopped blogging because I didn't feel the need to do it. I can honestly say, I don't feel compelled to blog the way I used to, but I know I have a zillion stories to tell, and I really ought to commit them to paper.

Blogging was so good for me, and yet there was a dark side. I was perpetually pissing someone off with the things I'd written, and I had a lot of dark days because of that. I think I've come out the other side grinning, and I really don't give a shit what people think anymore. But work has changed... a lot... and the new management is way less tolerant of bad behaviour. Which, of course, is a good thing. Unless you consider my blogging "bad behaviour". I guess it depends on what I'm writing. I'm not as miserable there as I was in years gone by, and I'm not inclined to bitch about work, so that's something. I take the good and leave the rest. I also have pretty much completely separated my work life from my private life. That was years in the making.

My loose plan is to blog more. I have a back massager on this chair at the desk, and I love it. I tend to enjoy mornings, so it's my intention to do it if it comes naturally. So far so good!


Writing this on my PHONES while I wait for Ann to meet me on the trail for our hike.

Grateful for:

-- friends like Ann
-- waking up NOT suck like I was yesterday!
-- gorgeous November sunny fall day
-- my bocce bench (where I'm meeting Ann because I got a head start)
-- big gulps of fresh air

More gratitude...

Not much filling these pages... yet. I'm so zonked by SAD I just go straight to bed when I get home from work. I have an injured rotator cuff from this summer so I can't type when I'm laying down, and there goes long form writing. Instead I crank out the odd gratitude list.

So without further ado...

-- my boss offering to buy me extra lighting for my desk in a room with no windows where everyone dims the lights
-- Stanley curling up in the crook of my arm most evenings (okay... afternoons) when I'm abed
-- walking MOST mornings (like five out of seven) even though I'm feeling like crap, the morning walk does me a world of good
-- the GSA kids at the high school today remembering me and hanging out with me
-- yesterday's meeting for doing gender presentations for my third annual pride day coming up in a few weeks.



-- getting nearly 6000 steps in by 9 AM
-- energy at 6:30 to walk
-- winning $10 off Paul because Palace won!
-- my awesome blue toque
-- a good nature despite SAD

Five years later...

I know it's been almost FIVE FULL years since I last long form blogged... but I'm thinking about resurrecting this blog for ... gratitude journalling. As well as maybe some other long form essay writing.

Ahh, to be 43.

First thing's first: gratitude list:

-- getting a chance to tell the mormon missionaries I wanted to convert them as much as they wanted to convert me!
-- not being too upset about my bike being stolen
-- opportunities to bring food and cat food to a few freecyclers. I love being Santa
-- my friend and mentor, Colleen
-- my most awesome home

And maybe that's it for today. But gratitude journalling tends to be good for my soul, and I want to do it.

The Day Light

December has whupped my butt good and proper. I have never felt so immobile. There were days I just could not get out of bed. FINALLY, yesterday, I cracked out my Day-Light -- that big bright 10,000 lux light box to beat winter blahs. In just two sessions, I'm noticing a MASSIVE increase in my ... awakeness. Why the hell didn't I crack this thing out months ago?

It was in a box in the sewing room. I couldn't summon up the steam to unpack it. I know that sounds horribly lazy, but it's true. December has whupped my butt.

So far so good. Yesterday, I was rather energized. This morning, even though I only got 5 hours of sleep, I feel rested and this light is jazzing me up.


Christine is coming to visit tomorrow! I'm so excited! I haven't seen her in a couple of years.

Might be moving my blog...

Holy crap what happened to my LJ???

November is historically a low-energy month for me and December is sometimes worse. But this is ridiculous.

I am not writing like I used to. Part of the problem is LJ is blocked form work, and I have so much friggin' downtime at work.

Anyhow, I think I *might* be moving over to my blogspot blog or perhaps get a wordpress... I don't know because all my personal domains have been blocked from work too. Grrr.

Not sure what I'm going to do. I'll let you know.

More bad news...

Well, I'm still on the road, headed home today. I'm in Altoona, PA at the moment, holed up at a *very* cheap Motel 6, but Am called me last night with some awful news. Rick, her BF, had an angiogram to see the state of his heart, and it's bad. Very bad. They said the heart disease is so far gone, they cannot even do a bypass as he wouldn't survive it. They are going to try some stents, possibly, but basically he's making arrangements. Wowzers.

Rick had a triple bypass 14 years ago when he was about 58, and they don't last forever. Especially as he's a heavy smoker and drinker. But they just went to Florida a few weeks ago and he seemed relatively fine. Am said he's been having a lot of chest pains lately, though, and going clammy, so she knew something was wrong, but he was being stubborn and wouldn't go to the doctor.

DC was an absolute blast, btw. Loved it all, including seeing my friends.

Grateful for:
-- the day off today to mosey home
-- finding the parkstamps website
-- this cozy and EXTREMELY cheap hotel
-- a great night's sleep
-- Altoona! LOL
-- having the US cell phone so Am can call me



I arrived in DC this evening and was having supper with my friends when my sister called. Her boyfriend was hospitalized a few days ago with chest pains. They did an angiogram or whatever it's called, and he needs another triple bypass. Immediately. He's on standby. He had one 14 years ago and has been smoking and drinking steadily since then. It's a wonder it lasted as long as it did.

My sister is a bit of a mess. And I'm in Washington DC until at least Monday. Yikes indeed.

DC or bust...

I'm headed out the door for my annual Washington DC pilgrimage. In this case, it's not for Misha's Hallowe'en party, but rather for the Rally to Restore Sanity! YEAH!!!

Ufo8mycat, if you are up for Sunday lunch or brunch, let me know! I'm headed out Sunday afternoon to come home. Even that is not set in stone... contact me! montyollie at gmail.

I'm excited to go away! I haven't been to far this year. Teri next door is going to be cat sitting. YAY!

Grateful for
-- getting to see Misha and Tim again
-- warm kitty on my food right now
-- getting packed and ready to go
-- good times with mom last night
-- DC or bust!

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