Where to start?

I sometimes have high expectations for myself.

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Okay… very high expectations.

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Yes, yes. I often have unrealistically high expectations for myself.

This blog is one of those things. Even though I don’t end up putting too much effort into what I write on here (most things end up being silly and totally great!), I do tend to let my high expectations prevent me from just writing.

It’s annoying and I don’t like it. I find that it gets in the way of many things and leads to my low-key freaking out or nearly breaking down because I’m not good enough. Or, at the very least, the things I do aren’t good enough.

Question to self: What even is this “good enough”? Good enough for what? For whom? And why?

Even now, as my partner read what I wrote so far, I’m feeling like this post won’t be that good either. I mean, it’s probably because I don’t have a point to make… I started this post as I often do; not knowing what I’m going to type.

Maybe it’s all part of imposter syndrome? Or maybe since I’m generally good at doing a lot of things, I fear that I’ll not do a great job, so instead of doing my best and having it possibly fail, I either intentionally fail and laugh it off as a joke, or I stress about it and worry that whatever I’m doing won’t be good enough.

But again… good enough for what? What standard do I need to meet? Why can’t I just not be worried about this?!?!

Man, I need to chill.

Anyway…

I actually intended to give you an update about my life over the past several months. Let’s do that instead!

Sooo… where to start?

I’m tempted to start at the very beginning… 🎶 A very good place to start! 🎶 etc, etc

Over the past couple of weeks, I was actually surprised with very unexpected visits from three people! One of my aunts was in town and texted me two Fridays ago… and then last Friday my sister came home and we dragged her bags down to the ferry… and also last Friday one of my bestest friends from my home town texted me and we had a wonderful evening with each other and our partners! I hadn’t seen her in almost TWO YEARS!!! It’s crazy!

It’s been quite the time, let me tell you… 😸 and quite the boost for my spirit!

Other than that… I left my position at my cafe, which is really exciting and good for my overall health. (I was going crazy over there!) I kinda miss that place and making drinks for the regular customers, but I don’t miss being in charge and having to deal with all of the manager-type junk by myself.

The one downside is that I should probably start working somewhere else fairly soon. I’ve already applied at IKEA (HA!) and a few other places, but I have no clue what I’ll be doing. It’s an adventure!

Spring is definitely here and summer is speeding towards us! (Us being Vancouver and the surrounding area.) I’m so happy to see life coming back in my surroundings along with the warmer weather. It makes getting outside more pleasant and brings the opportunity for more outdoor activities, such as kayaking, hiking, geocaching, and spraying smokers with water! Can’t wait!

I also have renewed creative juices flowing and new inspiration for projects that I want to work on! I’m really excited about them all, and I can’t wait to share them with the world! It will take some time before I can do that, and I’ll also need to buy some new equipment, but I really want to do more projects. I need to do more projects. I need that outlet.

And after all of that rambling I hope that you’re not left feeling confuzzled and dazed. That’s all for now, so I’ll say bye bye.

See ya later, friends! 👋

Washing Dishes

Let me tell you something. Washing dishes is one of those activities that I hate and love at the same time.

Why I kinda like washing the dishes.

It doesn’t take too much thinking to accomplish this task, which is the biggest draw for me. I can listen to audio drama, or podcasts, or even watch Netflix while washing. A dishes dance party is also a really fun option! Although it’s also nice to just… think. It can be a great point of disconnect.

Why I mostly don’t like washing the dishes.

Washing the dishes is yucky!! I’m a bit of a germaphobe at times, and washing the dishes isn’t totally appealing to me. Once I get started, it’s not too bad most of the time. But sometimes, I just can’t handle it.

It’s quite frustrating since I’m a highly clean person. Like, I’m literally OCD about things. So some people say that I should enjoy cleaning! But I don’t. I like having things clean and organised, but the process of cleaning things isn’t always appealing. That’s not what the point is. The point is to have it be organised. That’s what I like (and sometimes need!).

Conclusion.

Washing the dishes is not always fun for me. What’s kinda funny is that I’m about to wash some dishes. 😛

Note to self: Don’t wash the dishes so late at night. Go to bed! Do them first thing in the morning.

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Pirate milk. It’s a thing.

I mentioned here once before that when I was younger, I started calling chocolate milk “pirate milk”. It was mostly because I’m silly like that, but also partly because our family ran a day home at the time, and the kids liked the name. Pirate milk because chocolate is like gold, and Pirates like gold, eh? Hence the name.

To my recollection, I haven’t heard anyone else call it pirate milk outside of my house. But I think that should change. So I’m calling on you, dear reader of my blog, to help start a revolution. Let’s get this thing rolling! Bring on the #PirateMilk!

I should see if that hashtag had been used previously.

Note to self: Google “pirate milk”. It might already be a thing.

Edit: Okay, so it turns out “pirate milk” is the name of a mix drink made with rum. Typical. Ah, well. I’ll still call chocolate milk “pirate milk”. And you should too!!

Note to self: It’s dangerous to search for pictures of chocolate milk. Do so with extreme caution!

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Celebrating one week…with chocolate!

I just ate a few bites of my chocolate Easter bunny. Why? Because I was craving chocolate. But then I remembered that I hadn’t written today’s blog post AND that it has been one week since I started posting daily. That’s crazy! And the chocolate suddenly became somewhat celebratory for me. This is the first time that I’ve posted to a blog each day for a solid week. Yay for firsts!

Naturally, the rest of this post will be about feet. But first, can we just acknowledge the yumminess that is chocolate? Like, really. Who even thought of that? Actually, just a moment.

Okay, I’m back. I just visited an amazing place!!! Facts About Chocolate has so many facts about chocolate. It’s great! Liquid chocolate was the way to serve it back in the day. That sounds amazing! But back to who invented chocolate. The Olmec are believed to be the originators of chocolate, though we can’t be sure. After that, the Maya used cacao beans as currency and integrated liquid chocolate into much of their culture.

Note to self: Add “chocolate body paint” to the list of reasons to lick other people. That sounds fun!

Look. We all agree that chocolate is great. But have you ever tried a deep fried Mars bar? They’re amazing!! If you ever have the opportunity to try one or make it yourself, DO IT!

I’m sorry, this was supposed to be a post about feet. Let’s get back to that.

Feet are weird. They’re like hands with webbing between the fingers and knuckles that moved towards the end of each digit. (Also, the thumb fell off and another fat finger was grown to replace it.) We use feet to walk, to swim, to play sports, and push a door when our arms are full. Honestly, without feet, we’d be stuck. So I’m quite a big fan of feet! After all, I am six feet tall, which makes me a literal big fan of feet.

But seriously. Chocolate milk, am I right? In my family, we call it “pirate milk”. Why? Because it’s sought after like pirate gold, and it’s milk. Also because I started calling it that and the name stuck. (I was kind of a trendsetter in the family.) Now that I’m telling you, maybe it can become a thing. Pirate milk! You heard it here first. 🙂

Here’s a question. What if we mixed feet and chocolate? You could dip your feet into chocolate! Like putting your feet into mud except that it’s edible mud that’s really chocolate. Sounds fun and relaxing, right? Almost like a therapeutic treatment that you’d get at a fancy spa. “Chocolate foot dip with gold flakes.” This needs to be a thing!

So ends my daily dose of random writing. Thank you for your time and attention.

Also, a very happy birthday to Queen Victoria! Long live The Queen!

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Little adventure

I like adventure. I especially like adventure in the great out-of-doors! Like going on a big river trip or camping through BC. But sadly, adventure like that doesn’t happen every day. (For the most part…)

To deal with the lack of “big adventure” in my everyday, I look for “little adventure”; which is very similar to big adventure, but involves a lot more imagination. At least the way that I do it. It’s taking the small and insignificant, filtering it through a weird algorithm that doesn’t make sense, and making it big and the most vital thing in human history. I find that looking at things this way can help me to appreciate the small stuff and keep me engaged in the moment, instead of just waiting for the next big adventure.

Along the same vein, I also look for missions. Tasks that need completing, either big or small. You see the important tasks that people on TV complete with impossible circumstances surrounding them and threatening the very existence of planet Earth? Yeah, I basically lived that today.

How, you ask? Well, if I didn’t finish cleaning, fixing, and installing this printer at work today, my boss would’ve been unable to print off the super important notes that he needs for a top-secret meeting with the first aliens to ever contact Earth. See? Little adventure and mini mission. Fun, right?!

Okay… so you don’t have to take it that far. But I think that it’s very helpful to use techniques like this to keep your mind engaged, your imagination active, and your fun meter filled. Plus it’s fun to hum the Mission: Impossible theme while scrubbing a toilet.

Bingo! I have solved boredom. 😛