This is how old I will be on the 9th. Time is something that can fascinate me. Just a short stretch of 5 years ago, where was I? Having just moved back from Vancouver, fresh out of the most toxic relationship I had been in, the relationship that shook me to the core and woke me up out of a lifelong pattern of being with alcoholics, mental and emotional manipulators and abusers, I was just over a month into dating my now husband. I was starting a journey into a healthy relationship when I was anything but. A journey with an amazing human, best friend and life partner, that supports and gives me freedom to be me, and learn who me is.
Another 5 years before that? I was 27. In a relationship with someone who was a good person but unable to help themselves and incredibly negative. I had recently graduated my nurse aid course and having done over a year of home support, I was just venturing into long term care facility work. It seems so long ago yet just yesterday.
It amazes me how much I grow and change (and stay the same) in just a few short years. It makes me wonder where I will be at 42.
Anyhoo, I have officially signed up and paid for a bunch o school that all starts in September. I have a tax course to take. I manage a tax office, so it helps to know taxes a little bit :). I’m also taking a intro to management course at our main college here, because why not? I like school, and if I chose to continue managing, I would love some more tools for the job. Then Sociology. That ones just for me. Philosophy, sociology, psychology, all fascinate me, so I decided to start with an into to sociology as it fits my schedule well.
My daughter moved back home. I may die of not surprised. I’m glad she did. I’m also proud of her that she broke it off with her boyfriend. Seems odd to be proud of something like that but it lets me know that even if she cares for someone, if it’s not a good match, she has it in her to see that and act on it despite the pain. It also allows her to see that if someone breaks up with her, its not because the other person doesn’t care. She is however, taking a little too long for my liking with upgrading, as she quit her job to hit the books hard, but…… well, not so hard. I may have to make her get a part time job again if she continues to take too long.
Husband is stupid busy. It seems that whatever inflammatory disease he has, the pain lessens when using his hands. So go go go go go. I just worry about him overdoing it. However, he is happy to have the energy and drive and need to be busy as before he had barely any energy just to make it to work 5 days a week.
Animals. I love my furry guys so damn much. They are all mamas babies. I woke up the other day to the cat, Poe, sleeping on my back, Oona, the Boston, in between my legs and Charlie, the big goofball, draped up against me with his back paws by my head and his head and paw draped over my foot. All 3 whine and cry if they can see me but can’t get to me. They are Velcro.
We recently went to a family camping trip for my cousins dirty 30 and the dogs were amazing there. Off leash no problem. Staying with the pack, yup. Charlie however brought his great Pyrenees side with him and established the main pack to protect on day one, so when more people joined us the next day, he wasn’t a fan, so kept going from person to person with a sniff test, and if he felt they didn’t have the right permit to be with the core pack, he barked at them. So damn cute.