Ten Years

A few days ago marked the 10th anniversary of Color of Outdoors. Every year that goes by that this blog is still in existence I’m more amazed that I’ve kept it going. Life such as it is, I don’t get on here much anymore. I’m lucky to get one post a month, yer spoiled if you get more than that 😉 haha.

What have I learned in the last 10 years worth mentioning on here? Hmm..

Be more selfish. You’re important too.

I ain’t sorry.

It’s really important to have a good pair of shoes and a good bed, it makes life so much more tolerable.

Dogs are a necessity. End point.

You’ve got the rest of your life to pay your bills, don’t be so hard on yourself that you don’t get a treat now and then.

PREVENTATIVE MAINTENANCE.

Water. Drink more of that shit.

Speak the truth even if your voice shakes.

Wash your face.

Biking = freedom.

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My love to you all;

M.

Movements

We’re ending off the first week of June and a few changes are underway. Unfortunately I (we) have to move from base housing and into another place. I will miss it up here, the quiet, the security, the cheap rent….

I’ll miss being able to just take my bike out the front door and almost be instantly on a safe bike lane. I’ll miss the space, the bright windows, the feeling of home that I’ve had for the first time in a long time.

With any hope, my friends and I (current roommates) will be renting a detached house in the lower valley. We’re supposed to be viewing it soon. Big back yard, nice back deck, and hopefully access to a garage as well. I’m not excited about packing up and moving again, especially disassembling and moving my squat rack and 350 pounds of weights back upstairs. Ugh.

Positive spin? Yes hey? I’ve got friends and family that are down to help us relocate. That’s always a good thing. And hopefully, I’ll get a bigger bedroom this time lol.

Here’s some pictures from the last couple of weeks, including a recent long weekend I took at home.

Love,
M.

A Whole New World

Greetings.

Wow, where do I even begin. The last two months have been something else. I’ve been writing in my journal pretty much daily. I haven’t been online very much at all, mostly because I want to avoid the slew of information coming out every minute about Covid-19. The world is under lockdown because of this pandemic, and life is just so different. Thankfully, I’m one of the lucky ones who was able to keep my job so my life has some sense of normalcy. It is very strange going to get groceries. Seeing everyone standing on Xs on the floor and wearing masks and gloves. Seeing stores and restaurants closed down and not knowing when they will reopen again.

Sidenote: I miss steaks grilled medium with mexican rice and cajun shrimp… damn you Jungle Jims.

I miss going to the theatre and eating nachos. I miss being able to browse what little choices we have here at the stores. The world is in such a weird state. I hope things can get back to some kind of normal by summer. If not, at least I’ll have bike season.

My pain in the ass face tooth is finally out. January came and went, and so did February, and March, and then Covid-19 came along… so it was impossible to fly out for dental surgery. It got so bad I lost night after night of sleep, and finally my doctor called a dentist and said let’s get this thing out. I have another appointment for a second wisdom tooth extraction mid-May. God help me.

And finally, the best for last, more positive news; Jeffrey. Amongst the chaos I have some light. I have a boyfriend? That feels weird to say? I don’t really talk about it to anyone but we’re happy in our bubble. My roommates like him, most importantly my DOGS like him, and he makes my heart very happy. We’ve known each other for years, but only recently reconnected. There was never a good time. There hardly ever is. But I’m glad it’s happening now. For anyone who may know Jeffrey and kind of raised an eyebrow to this post, you can feel free to ask me about it in person. The Internet doesn’t need to know everything.

Stay safe;

M.