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If this is what I wanted, why am I so sad?
If this is what I wanted, why am I so sad?
Is that light at the end of the tunnel or an oncoming train?
It’s not all fun and games at the House of Tex. Sure we get to swing hammers and mallets to tear down ho-hum tiles, but we also have to sort through 14 years worth of stuff. The stuff that a family of four accumulates over time. The stuff to which we attach sentimental value, even though we probably…
This guy makes it look so easy. The tiles just fall away like feathers, don’t they? He barely makes any mess at all. Break a sweat? Not this guy. Cool as a cucumber. In retrospect, I probably should have watched this video before attacking my own bathroom remodel Monday. Then I would have been in a position…
Yesterday this beautiful country I call [my primary] home celebrated its 147th birthday. My day off looked like it might end up a washout when torrential rains swept in around 10:30 am. Not so, declared good Karma, Canada is too nice a country! The clouds broke up, the sky cleared, and the sun made her appearance…
Life is all about choices. We face countless decisions every day. Some of them are trivial. At a wedding reception: will it be chicken or fish; red or white? At the gym: will you take a group class or do your own thing? Others may have a bit more consequence. In a rush hour traffic jam: do you stay…
Remember last August when I had to make the massive road trip from Toronto to Las Vegas because Mr. Enthusiasm had decided, on impulse, to purchase a 23 year old convertible? We delivered said convertible to Vegas because it seemed we would get more use of it there than in Toronto. Reasonable logic. Unfortunately we couldn’t keep two…
Last week was a challenge. I found myself being pulled in many directions, by competing priorities, and a desire to do it all. In a previous life I would not only have succumbed to feelings of helplessness and anxiety, but I would have embraced them. I wore my stress as a badge of honour. People would either…
Chinese New Year arrives this coming Friday, January 31st: the Year of the Horse. I was born in 1966, making me a horse, so this is to be my lucky year! At the risk of sounding incredibly entitled, I’ve gotta say…I’ve earned it! The outgoing year, the Snake, was a tough one for me. Yes, I accomplished…
With U.S. Thanksgiving landing tomorrow, I find myself consciously thinking about all the things for which I’m grateful. Being Canadian, I wrote a post on gratitude in early October, timed to the Canadian Thanksgiving holiday. And a couple of weeks before that is when I started to really reflect on the beauty of simplifying my…
A little gratitude on Thanksgiving Day.