Since we got Daisy the lil husky mix back in October we’ve been visiting the dog park more. Bringing Grace alone often proved to be a challenge, because other dogs would tend to gang up on her as they saw her blindness as weakness and I didn’t think it was worth the stress on her to do this.
Daisy, on the other hand, is a little scrapper when things get in the way of Grace and herself, so she’s proven to be quite useful at the dog park. No dogs have been picking on Grace since I’ve taken them together. Sometimes I luck out and it’s just the three of us there.
Here are some shots from today. There’s one that’s quite funny, you’ll know it when you spot it. I was attempting to take a picture of Grace and just as I went to take the shot Daisy jumped over her. I laughed so hard it made me dizzy.
This month was pretty big, all things considered. I turned 33. I moved into a new apartment with two of my friends, in an area of town I very much enjoy. And, if you’re into weather watching at all, holy hell did we ever get a lot of snow.
Dad and his friend Lar drove from Fox Harbour to Goose to bring up some things for the new place, which included a stove (range) that my Aunt donated to the cause, a kitchen table, boxes of my dishes that I haven’t seen since 2012 and a big collection of my Christmas decorations. Pretty well everything that I had back at home that was mine. Now I have everything I own here for the most part.
My coworkers Darcy, Raymond, Patrick and Todd were super helpful with my move. I mean, I am good with heavy lifting, but these guys are pros. Thanks to my boss for lending a cube van, we were able to move all of my stuff in one shot. And that thing was prettttty packed. I’m so thankful for dependable friends.
My previous landlord gave me chairs for the kitchen table that was given to me by my mom & dad, and the landlord also gave me a used couch. My roommates and I went 1/3 on a kitchen fridge, a washer and a dryer. Our apartment is a mix mash of second hand items, but I’ve got to say it really feels ‘homey’ to me. I brought along a couple of chairs for the living-room that I thrifted over the years. Our space is probably more 70s/80s looking in terms of style right now.
It’s nice living up here, there’s SO MUCH light coming in through the whole apartment, the only thing that is taking some adjustment is snow clearing. I haven’t had to do my own for a few years now, and this winter we’re having record-breaking snowfall here in Goose Bay and it’s not even our “snow month” (March) yet. It’s gonna be a bad time.
I also turned 33. Yeah. My dad happened to have been in town on the 12 to bring down my stuff, so my birthday and my move in day happened all at once, and this was the first time since I was in high school that Dad got to spend my birthday with me. I’m working on a keto lifestyle, but I’ll be honest, we had Mary Browns and a slice of red velvet cake for dessert, because you only turn 33 once and my dad only comes to town like twice a year. #noregrets
I did not make a post on January 1 like I have done in the last few years. Typically I write a post that summarizes my accomplishments of the previous year, with a positive spin on what I hope for the year ahead. To be very honest, I’m not in the headspace. I’ve been feeling really….weird.. lately. I wouldn’t call it depression, but I definitely don’t feel like myself. I am trying to figure out how to fix whatever this is, and the keto lifestyle is helping a little as I am losing weight and becoming more physically healthier as I try and work on the mental part too.
I woke up at 4am the other night with that line in my head for some reason. Very bizarre. But it was important enough to me that I wrote it down. A couple of hours later when I got out of bed to start the day I had this crazy urge to create.. so I plugged in my Wacom tablet and picked up the pen and started some digital art. That was so weird. That practically never happens.
That is a big problem for me, or, a big obstacle at least. I am struggling so much with my creativity lately.. finding it very hard to write anything besides my daily gripes/cheers into my journal. I am continuing to do that however, and read a little bit daily. I’m trying not to pressure myself, but I really wish I could write like I used to. Oddly enough, I think I can only write when I’m sad or angry about something and I haven’t been lately. I should be thankful for that I suppose, but I definitely need to find a way to disconnect those two things. My writing should not be connected to only bad feelings, but also good ones.
I’ve started writing lists. I picked up this book called 52 Lists for Happiness by Moorea Seal and I’m about to write in my third list. I don’t know how I’ll feel about this at the end of the year, but I am definitely going to make a point to do this once a week. I’m willing to bet I’ll be happy that I did this project when I’m ringing in 2019.
Happiness is a concept I’ve been reading a lot about lately, having just finished the Little Book of Lykke by Meik Wiking. I’m about to start Lagom by Niki Brantmark. To me, Scandinavia is so fascinating. The culture, the design, the landscapes… everything. I’ve started following different tourism and local blogger accounts out of Norway as a kind of digital dream board for my future travel goals. I know I’m a long way from visiting Oslo or Bergen, but I figure if I always have these beautiful images in my daily view that it’ll keep me dreaming enough that it might happen.
I’ll leave you with some images from this month, a mixed bag of moments.
Don’t be shaky, be sure.
Took this the night that I turned 32 (it was January 12).. this was just before going out for nachos with my best friend.
The quilt that covers my bed back home in St. Lewis. My room has a beach theme and it’s very comforting.
New winter Tsumoru boots from The North Face. So warm and comfy.
Transmitter road, mexican hat, and now I affectionately call this the merry go round.
This is the first time I’ve owned a skidoo in 14 years and it is…. just like riding a bike. You never forget.