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.


A big month.

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.

Hope you’re all well, I’ll be back again soon.




Little Silver Linings

To be honest, they’re more like giant silver linings. The whole damn cloud is silver.

I’m Moving

Yes! I’m not leaving town though, I’m just moving from renting my (sooo me) bedroom in my friends house into my own place! I’ll be living in a cabin/cottage (with shower and WiFi, aka “the dream”) near the water just at the edge of town. I couldn’t be more excited to start this new chapter in my life. I can’t wait to make it my own. To sit and read near the giant living room window with the wood stove going with ________ by my side. Which leads me to my next point…

I’m adopting a dog!

I guess it wouldn’t come as such a surprise if you review the past two years of Travelling Infinity – there are a LOT of dog photos. However, all of those dogs weren’t mine. The awesome couple that I moved in with in January of 2013 have a number of dogs of their own and frequently foster dogs and puppies so my life was always full of woofs.

kimo in winterSince I lost my dog in 2010 I have felt this massive void in my heart. I didn’t want to really let any other dog in, and to be honest, I didn’t. Kimo was a huge part of my life. He was my very best friend and he always knew when I needed him most. Now that I’m moving into my own home I want someone/thing to help me transition, and seeing as how I’ll be living outside of town – and to my knowledge the only one in the area – it sure would be nice to have some company.

I’ve been checking out dogs available for adoption online and also stopped by the local SPCA to see what was there. I have my eye on one dog who is 2.5 years old, a Labrador-mix named Rusty. And I also walked another dog, a Rottie-X named Skully. I’ll be playing with both from time to time to see how they fit into my life, and with any hope, I’ll have a wonderful new companion before long.

I’m Changing my blog

DSC00321Travelling Infinity, name wise, has always represented one moment in my life for me. A moment that very few people know about, a moment that quickly made me realize how I was taking my life for granted and wasn’t looking at the bigger picture. When I attended college outside Labrador I was caught up in a lot of drama. I let everything get under my skin, and while it may not have been true, I felt like I had no one to turn to. I felt helpless and afraid, and I didn’t want to think anymore. I remember the moment as though it had happened a minute ago. I was lying in my bed staring at my ceiling with a bottle of pills in my hand. I couldn’t even see as I had been crying so much. I held on to the bottle so tight my hand started to hurt…

And then I woke up. It was the next morning and the bottle was on the floor. Still full. Unopened. That moment when my eyes opened I realized what I had almost done. I realized how many people I would have hurt had I taken the pills. I realized that most of my problems were centered around one person that caused me so, so much grief. I realized I was worth way more than the one person that came into my life and left like a strong gust of wind. I realized my family was right. My conscience, though buried, was right.

From that moment I knew things would get better. I had to keep going no matter what. And slowly my life got built into something I became proud of. Thus the name Travelling Infinity; keep going, forever.

That was nearly 8 years ago. Today I don’t find myself with those same struggles. I have found a greater confidence, I have learned to appreciate and value every relationship that comes into my life whether it’s for a season, a year, or forever. I admit I’ve done wrong by some people, but because of that event that happened 8 years ago I realized that life was short, and if you find yourself becoming unhappy then changes have to be made. It’s not always as simple as it looks on the outside. Everyone has their internal struggles, but you must think about yourself in the end.

And so…

I’ll soon be packing up for the move. I’m viewing and hoping to find the perfect four-legged companion. The quest begins for a new blog name. And I am ever, ever so thankful.

Love always,