Pink Starfish Trail Day

To be honest, I was half hoping that trail day today would get cancelled due to lack of turnout, but the volunteers managed to come together yet again and showed up at the bottom of the mountain ready to work. My camera had to deal with more rain today than I think it ever has before; one of these days I’m going to have to get some kind of water-resistant case for it or something, because by the end of the day I was starting to get nervous. Something like this should hopefully be available for my camera sometime soon… It certainly won’t waterproof anything, but it should help at least.

The rain seems to have abated finally. After getting home from trail day (cold, wet, and exhausted) I pretty much just fell asleep on the couch with the kitties, listening to the rain on the window. It was nice, but I’m still tired and could sleep some more given the opportunity. Adam should be home soon, though, and I guess I should start thinking about dinner. Not particularly hungry yet (lunch on the trail was BBQ’d burgers and mini donuts, how can you go wrong??) but I should eat anyhow. Been on and off queasy the past couple of weeks. It’s starting to get annoying.

I did make some jell-o for later though… that should be good!

Trail day already

Tomorrow’s another trail day, and I’ve volunteered once again to do the write-up. If it’s anything like today’s weather, I’m going to get very, very damp. It should be fun! I plan to prepare for the worst and hope for the best.

Today we met Chris & Jinni for lunch and shopping, where we managed to spend very little, followed by a visit to Mom’s in Pitt meadows, which was nice. Watched the Pursuit of Happyness, which was enjoyable. Also, she gave me an awesome grill for my birthday – I very much look forward to grilling some wraps (and other things, but especially wraps.)

The cats are acting weeird – probably because tonight’s the first time we’ve turned on the heat in a very long while, and the sound of the water passing through the pipes is freaking them out a little.

The rain sounds like Vancouver winter.

A questionable meme

Answer in comments if you are so inclined.

1. Do you have a tattoo?
2. How old are you?
3. Are you single or taken?
4. Eat with your hands or utensils?
5. Do you dream at night?
6. Ever seen a corpse?
7. George Strait or Jay Z?
8. How did we meet?
9. What’s your philosophy on life and death?
10. If you could do anything with me, and have no one know, what would it be?
11. Do you trust the police?
12. Do you like Country music?
13. What is your fondest memory of me?
14. If you could change anything about yourself what would it be?
15. Would you cheat?
16. What do you wear to sleep?
17. Have you ever peed in a pool?
18. Would you hide evidence for me if I asked you to?
19. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
20. Which do you prefer – short or long hair?
21. Do you sing in the shower?
22. What’s your favorite color?
23. If you could bring back anyone that has passed, who would it be?
24. Tell me one interesting/odd fact about you?
25. What was your first impression of me?
26. Have you ever done drugs?
27. Will you post this so I can fill it out for you?

Why isn’t it Friday yet?

I’m working from home tomorrow, as I have a doctor’s appointment in the middle of the day and my doctor’s office is right next to my apartment. I’m doing the web job, naturally, and not reception – it’s very hard to do reception from home.

My computer’s choosing nice mellow music tonight. It is good.

I biked to work finally today; the ride in to work was nice, cool enough that I never felt overheated, but not so cold that I needed extra layers. The rains will start soon, and I’ll probably have trouble motivating myself to ride an hour each direction in the pouring rain. We shall see, I guess. Plus I’m not fond of the idea of biking home in the dark for an hour… not so much fun.

As I rode in today I remembered something from childhood that made me smile. When I was a kid I pretended my bike was some crazy technologically advanced spy vehicle (much like K.I.T.T. but without the talking, and with a video screen built in.) Naturally, I was the spy. In the fall I would bike around Morrisburg streets pretending all sorts of adventures, and the fallen leaves were always, always bombs that I had to avoid. I would swerve all over the road weaving through the leaves half believing that if I hit one of them with my front tire I would explode, until finally there would just be too many and I’d have to give in and come up with a new game. You can’t dodge leaves when the entire road is made up of them.

That is what biking in the fall reminds me of.

Monday I turn 31, and I’m looking forward to it. I rather enjoy the opportunity a birthday gives me to look back over the past year and think about what I’ve done, how I’ve changed or improved, what goals I’ve either completed, dismissed or failed to reach, and what my new goals might be.

I have great plans for myself, if I can figure out how to implement them. In the meantime I’ll be dodging fallen leaves on my bike and having all sorts of fun at it.

Monday evening update

Happy Oki-day!

I’m watching Adam play God of War II. Shawn just took an apartment, so he’ll be moving there in a couple of weeks, which is good for him and for us. And Dayle, who has finally stopped watching him sleep every night, I think.

Adam’s been ongoingly not well. Not exactly sick, but not well – he’s in pain regularly it seems. It’s difficult to see him like that and not be able to do anything for him. I think he may be coming to terms with the chronic nature of his health issues, though, which is better than nothing – it’s less trying on his emotional well being if he isn’t depressed over it. If it’s to be a chronic problem that he, and by extension I, have to deal with in the long term, not being depressed about it is the first thing that has to occur.

Or something.

At any rate, life is moving on and we’re handling things as they happen. I’ll have been at my current job for a year come mid-October, which is nearly a record for me. I’m happy there and have no intention of going anywhere for the time being. I foresee no real need to leave at this point, and that is an awesome feeling. Seriously. It’s been a while. Granted, work is going through some interesting transitions, but I almost feel like that’s exciting rather than frustrating – it’s just cool to be a part of things that are changing and growing, and to be able to help shape some of it.

It’s nearly bedtime, and I think tomorrow I’ll bike to work unless it’s raining, so I am off to sleep.

All over the place memage

Results from that careers meme thing…

I’m going to add my thoughts on this one.

Overall thoughts: Various forms of gardening and government relations/communications/lobbying/activism seem to have come up, as well as psychology stuff. Interesting.

1. Lobbyist – Okay, I could see this.
2. Psychologist – Used to want to be one, realized I was really just interested in psychology to fix myself. I’m much better now.
3. Rehabilitation Counselor – Really? You think so? I’m not convinced…
4. Mediator – Yeah, that’d be interesting and libra-like.
5. Arborist – I am a tree-hugging hippie…
6. Fisher – Not so much a fish-hugging hippie, but I like sushi…
7. Director of Photography – No… would rather TAKE the pictures thanks
8. Lineworker – Done that. It’s okay, I’m over it.
9. Gardener – I like gardening
10. Communications Specialist – I also like communicating.
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there’s just nothing much going on…

Adam worked today, so I slept in and spent some quality bed time with the cats. They like sleeping in with us on weekends, when we do it (which isn’t very often really.) In the afternoon I went to Anne’s place to help her weed and just hang out, so Adam came there after work and we had dinner and wine followed by a short walk to the park with Anne & Lorne and their son Owen. It was fun. Also, I kind of miss gardening.

Shawn called a couple of places for apartments today, but nothing really stood out as a possibility it sounded like. I do rather wish a magical cheap north vancouver suite that allows cats will show up. Nothing yet though.

I wish I owned Moulin Rouge so I could watch it right now.

Everything is Undefined

I have been both moody and thoughtful lately. The summer has been one of looking inward and paying attention to where I am right now in life, and where I’d like to be. I’ve been quiet for a while now, I’ve noticed, and not really sure where I want to go with… well, everything. Adam and I will have been married for two years tomorrow. We’ve known each other now for over ten years – a third of our lives, since he just turned 31 and I will be doing the same very soon. We’ve been together six of those years.

All this introspection has left me thinking about what I want, and what we want for our future. We’ve talked about this a lot lately; now that I’ve finally found myself a job that I want to stay at, I’m feeling fairly stable and happy. Adam is still trying to find his place with work – he’s been moving around through contracts for the past year and a half or so, and is really tired of it. He’s aiming to get something more permanent and career-worthy, and something that lets him feel like he can move forward. Basically, he wants a real job. Not that I blame him; it’s frustrating for both of us if one of us isn’t quite happy with work. It’s also been frustrating not knowing how much income we have at any given time, and not being able to plan our finances accordingly.

And so he’s applied for some more permanent full time non-contract “real job” work. On top of that are Adam’s ongoing health problems, adding an extra level of stress to things for us. In a way, our future is on hold, and we can’t make many plans for our future until we know there’s some stability coming – both with Adam’s health and with his job. For once I’m the one who’s stable and solid – practically an immovable force. Maybe I always have been and just didn’t realize it.

For now, though, we wait and see what happens.

Kittyspam

Shawn got a job. He’s hoping to find an apartment by the end of September, so he can stop living on our couch. That would be a good thing for all involved parties. The amusing thing is he’s working on Grouse Mountain – the same place I got my first job when I moved to the Lower Mainland. He’s got a better job than I got, though, which is good. Pay is better, and it’s more interesting – he gets to be a trammie. I wanted to be a trammie.

It’s cloudy, and we’re about to go rollerblading in stanley park with Chris and Jinni. I haven’t bladed since last year… this should be fun.

And now, random cat meme.

Your Score: Exalted Litter Guard

Chances of becoming someone’s kittylitter: 17%

Congrats! Assuming you didn’t lie AT ALL while taking this test, you’ll probably be put in charge of guarding the litter box against saboteurs, and you might even get some of that Special Tuna in your bowl every-so-often! Life’ll be good for you in the Cat’s Republic of Meow! (It’s also very possible that you’re already working for the cats, and helping them begin their bid for the takeover of Earth…)

(If you like learning stuff, check out A Brief History of House Cats at smithsonianmagazine.com!)

Link: The When the Cats Take Over Test written by rrr99 on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the The Dating Persona Test