Resolutions;

So as I do every year, I've chosen a couple of resolutions that I'm hoping to stick to. Usually I end up choosing something close to 50 "little ways to improve life in general" type things, anything from "no kissing" -ha, yeah RIGHT - to "do 150 crunches per day". But this year I decided to do it differently.

For one thing, I limited myself to 5. For another, they're all things that I basically do on a regular basis now, but that I've decided I'd like to make into a constant habit and thereby be able to integrate into daily life.

***Oh, another quick update, I'm sort of seeing someone. A gorgeous someone, who looks like a calendar guy when his shirt is off, and it's fantastic. Seriously, he's got abs like it's nobody's business, meaning I'm falling madly in like with him. ***

Back on track: Resolutions. I wont be writing them out for everyone to see either, because technically, it's no one's business. But I'm excited to see how it turns out. I'm also officially moved into my apartment, starting to decorate bit by bit (there are a lot of things that need to be bought, or brought up from Snow Lake before it'll actually look like home for me, but that's alright). My kitchen is basically done, which is awesome, as it was the part that was inevitably going to take the longest.

Other than that, nothing is new at all. Except for my guy, who we'll call abs.

I found the Secret to Happiness and Contentment::

"Walk in the rain, jump in mud puddles, collect rocks, rainbows, and roses, smell flowers, blow bubbles, stop along the way, build sand castles, say 'hello' to everyone, go barefoot, go on adventures, act silly, fly kites, have a merry heart, talk with animals, sing in the shower, read childrens' books, take bubble baths, get new sneakers, hold hands and hug and kiss, laugh and cry for the health of it, wonder and wander around, feel happy and precious and innocent, feel sacred, feel sad, feel mad, give up worry and guilt and share, say yes, say no, say magic words, ask lots of questions, ride bicycles, draw and paint, see things differently, fall down and get up again, look at the sky, watch the sun rise and the sun set, watch clouds and name their shapes, watch the moon and stars come out, trust the universe, stay up late, day dream, do nothing and do it very well, learn new stuff, be excited about everything, be a clown, enjoy having a body, listen to music, find out how things work, make up new rules, tell stories, save the world, make friends with the other kids on the block, and do anything else that brings more happiness, celebration, health, love, joy, creativity, pleasure, abundance, grace, self esteem, courage, balance, spontaneity, passion, beauty, peace, relaxation, communication, life and energy, to all living beings on this planet." Bruce Williamson, 1987.

Seriously guys, this is it.

I feel like a mute...

I really do. And I feel so bad because of it. Honestly, my life is beginning to dwindle. I know it's to be expected, technically speaking I'm potentially starting a career, and because we're short staffed, my overtime is just through the roof. But it's still weird. I'm used to having the time to do things like talk about boys, or just sit down for a bit and write. But instead, my time off is generally spent figuring out bill payments, or planning for the apartment, or trying to find a few extra hours of sleep. Adult life sucks, haha, but I love it so much. As hard as it is to pull this many hours and have this much responisibility, at the end of the day, it feels great. It's sort of like the last bits of being a teenager are stripped away. I am woman, hear me groan. Lol.

I don't really know what to write about. Work is in a bit of a routine right now, except that the residents (some of them anyway) will be leaving for home soon. I'll be working Christmas and Boxing day for sure, and on the day of the big Christmas party, so that'll be eventful and fun. I like that I'll get to spend Christmas with them though, I'm coming to really love everyone in this house, and it'll sort of feel like I'm spending the special day with people close to me. Which I appreciate, otherwise I'd have been awfully lonely!

I think the next couple of weeks will be interesting. For one thing I'm going to be poor as dirt, lol. Between paying the rent for the house I'm in now, paying my damage deposit and the first month's rent for the apartment, AND paying for the utilities... I probably wont even be able to afford to put minutes on my phone! It's really stressing me out, but at the same time, I'm thinking it will all work out. If all else fails, I'll sub during the day on the times I work night shifts. I'll be tired, but able to afford the things I need. Right?

I've been sort of sick lately. It's weird, I don't have any symptoms of the flu or a cold or ANYTHING. But I can't hold solid food down. I haven't gotten to eat in about 5 days, anything I do I end up throwing up within a couple of hours. I'm thinking it's from stress, or maybe something to do with the gall bladder... but really, if it were the gall bladder, I'd be in a lot of pain, haha. So I'm going with stress. Either way, it should go away soon, I'm hoping. I'm tired of water and apple sauce, lol.

Not going to lie though, I'm all smiles on the outside... but right now is a stressful and tiring time. I can't wait for it to all just be done.

I've craved tea all day.

Normally all I want is coffee, but the last few days the only things to bring any satisfaction are tea. Strange how these things happen. However, I've been itching to get my hands on this blog and do some updating. Even if no one gets to read it because it's busy at school. I don't care, I just want to type.

I started another book. Yep, that's right, now I have 3 on the go. It's sort of a variation from the romance one I had tried that unfortunately got wiped from my computer. I'm enjoying it though, I've been finding inspiration for it everywhere.

Speaking of inspiration for romance...

I'm sort of seeing someone. He's about 6'3", has a great job, a super hot European car (and yes, European cars have 4x4... perfect for Thompson winters), and is really intelligent. He also has a sweet nerdiness to him that I just adore. Ugh the music playing on t.v. is awful, it's a black guy trying to be all muslim, and do the weird voice thing where it tremors in all the wrong ways. Puh-lease... just stop. Anyway, I've gone out on a couple of dates with him, and will be going out again tomorrow. We're really liking eachother so far, he keeps mentioning that it "doesn't feel like he's with someone who's only twenty" when he's with me, how nice... then again, when I'm not with younger people I generally relax a bit more, haha.

He's great and fun though, so we'll see... maybe it'll turn into a relationship, maybe it'll be a few dates that never really lead to more than a few nice goodnight kisses. Which by the way he's given, hurrah, I've finally gotten to kiss.

I'm finally finding some things I really don't enjoy at work. Sadly it has little to do with the job itself, and more to do with the co-workers. Two of them are so lazy it makes me want to pull out my hair. Honestly, on a night shift, you come in, and have 10 hours where you're completely alone (everyone is asleep) and all you have to do is clean. The cleaning isn't difficult at all, it just takes some time. Then again, you've got 10 hours to yourself. But these two manage to do next to nothing, and watch about 7-8 hours of t.v. Seriously, it's pathetic. If I were the manager, I'd be desperate to find someone new so I could kick their lazy asses out. Oh, and one of them, after doing nothing and leaving the house an unkempt mess, likes to act like she runs the place. I want to run her over.

Now that I've let that little rant out... I'll talk about the weather. Because it's interesting. Today the snowflakes were so thick and heavy that they coated my lashes and started to force my eyelids down. How much does that suck?! For someone to walks EVERYWHERE, this much snow at once, and a big temperature drop, weren't the best news. I froze, I think my cheeks are leathery from frostbite. I'm inevitably going to leave Thompson not because it's a rotten sink hole that drags people in and holds some of the worst people I've ever met in my life... but because the weather is awful. The rest can be ignored, but having asthma attacks because it's so damn cold... that's just stupid.

I'm going to do some real writing, this isn't cutting it for me.