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Holy crap, I made it through the day.
I'll be equally as surprised if my car doesn't have a parking ticket tomorrow.

Thank goodness for Canada Day aka Moving Day in Quebec. (I'm serious. Google it).
And for anyone needing a little fun, ask Siri on your iPhone what zero divided by zero is. Got me through the night.

Day 1

Last night Maggie and I made out pretty well in our new pad. I thought she'd be scared, so I let her sleep with me (bad, bad, bad owner!!!) but she woke up after a few hours and wanted inside her cage. We both woke up around 4am....kind of confused I guess, so we hung around, dozed off, and woke up for a walk around 06h30.

Did you see that.


For the last SEVEN months, I've been waking up at 05h04 or 05h09 (and for the last month, sleeping in and showing up to work like a train wreck).

SIX THIRTY is like a dream.

I'll probably have to get a bit more organized because the dog walk takes a little bit longer and I'm still all confused as to how to get to work. It's technically VERY simple, but this morning I walked around for 30 minutes and then took a $12 taxi ride. The worst part is that my boss isn't even in the office and even if he was I'd be a big fifteen minutes late....but I'm a spazz like that.

I have to walk, take a…

The night I dressed up as a banana

Last night we celebrated a good friend's birthday. He really, really likes bananas. So the party really wouldn't be complete without a life sized banana, right?

It certainly was an up and down day. Lots of tears, lots of laughs, followed by what I hope to be is my last train ride to Ste Therese. Tomorrow night I'll be moved into my new place. Yay.

A win

I didn't cry today. 
I had a couple of productive meetings.
Tomorrow is a holiday here and I want to pack, sleep, and drink as much iced coffee as my body can handle (decaf, of course).

Round One

My lawyer is this friendly, beautiful, young, non-threatening lady. 
Thirteen seconds after escorting me into the board room, I just started crying. Previously I had convinced myself to think of her as someone to help me through what is a legal proceeding...but I don't even have logical thoughts in her office.
Half of this, half of the end, my marriage is dissolved into numbers and court filings. This is what breaks my heart...and my spirit. 
Relationships end...people change...wavy different things...that I can comprehend. Sitting in a lawyer's so way beyond my comprehension. 
On a total subject change, I'm getting back into the 21 Day Fix game. I've had the "Extreme" version for awhile but lost my nerve to try it. My ears are all prepped (although not too much was eaten today), my blueray player is lined up to go & im hoping dedicating myself to this three week distraction will help my brain...unravel.

Rafting Sunday

Well, on that sad note, the show must go on. Today I drove 1.5 hours in Laurentians to the area near Mont Tremblent. I had a date with some white water rapids.
A few weeks ago I wrote about my failed attempt to try to get I was prepared this time welllll in advance with directions. 

The drive was gorgeous. It reminded me of the Rockies (though on a smaller scale). The traffic wasn't too bad even though it was the Iron Man weekend. I got lost for a few minutes but soon I was meeting, Vincent, my private guide for the day. The Groupon wasn't for a one-on-one guide, but no one else turned up so it was just the two of us. He was the same age as me, a lifer Quebecer, but educated in a very interesting way and we had lots to talk about, when I wasn't almost falling out of the kayak. 

The water temperature wasn't too bad, but the full body wetsuit helped a lot...except I'm not thrilled about my new tan..

The rapids were a bit intense at times, but for theost part i…


I think this is my last weekend in the boonies. I asked my favourite landlord, Gustavo, if I could move in early and he was more than happy to oblige. 

July 1st is technically my moving date and in Quebec is officially considered, "Moving Day". Not Canada Day, but moving day. Oh, Quebec. You're so....weird. I'll be able to move June 27th, so I guess I'll beat the rush. So...this post is about to get serious...and kinda sad...but nothing can change the absolute THRILL and excitement I'm feeling about moving into such a cool freaking area. 

I'm at a cafe relaxing, thinking about how things will change next month. It will be the first month that I won't be a slave to the commute from work to the boonies. As an anglophone, it's very unlikely that I'll ever find work off the island of Montreal (yes, it's an island. I still don't quite understand it all...) so for me to continue to make the commute, is not sustainable. Maybe some people can do …

Changing seasons

I’m not exactly sure how I made it through today.
It was already set to be a very, very stressful day today, as I have an appointment with a lawyer. Lawyers scare the ever-living crap out of me, even though mine is very, very  nice. They live in a world that I don’t understand….and all I’ve seen is intense battles in court…and I don’t ever want to be in a position like that. More on why I’m even involved with a lawyer in another post.I woke up, I wanted to stay in bed. It’s cold. It’s rainy. All my fall clothes are put away and I have nothing to wear. And I have really nice meals prepped….and I could just grab my blanket, cuddle on the couch with Maggie…and never leave home. But, I have this thing called a job…and they kind of expect me to show up… plus it’s the normal thing to do. I managed to get to the train (although very, very late) and as I stepped up the first stair to the platform, my right walk-to-work shoe broke. Fuck. Like seriously. I remember it being sort of weird-feeling…

Profanity is sometimes called for

I'm so thankful to have gotten through the week. A millions ups &,so  thankful for my friends & family, near & far. 
Sometimes people come into your lives...for no reason at all...& sometimes it seems like there are others that have a purpose...I'm lucky to have found some locals here that make my life brighter, happier, and easier. 
I've ditched everyone today, at lunch & for after work drinks & for after-drink supper...for the couch, Maggie, & season 3 of Orange is the New Black.
I have an exciting Friday night planned where I pick up some pre-cut cantaloupe (seriously, it tastes so, so much better if someone else cuts it for you....this has been my treat for the last few weeks because it costs more), maybe a watermelon, ice, some Zevia (Stevia-sweetened pop), pre-cooked fish, and pre-cut veggies and have a freaking party *
(Party defined as falling asleep on the couch with the dog).
Thank FUCK it's Friday.

Saint Francis and the Sow

I am reading (rather, listening to, via Audiobooks because I get motion sickness if I read on the train) a book called Tattoos on the Heart. I've listened to it many times now and certainly listen to it again and again when I'm going through a rough time. It's written and read by a priest that transformed a church into a profitable business, hiring ex-gang members from rival gangs to work together. It's an emotional book at times, but also an inspiring one. How someone can transform themselves with a little push and a little encouragement, and then, how they can go onto do miraculous things, accomplish amazing feats, and then taking care of themselves afterwards. Sometimes they just need someone to beleive in them, someone to think that they are amazing, even when they don't feel that way. There was a passage from the book taken from this poem that I adore....  BY GALWAY KINNELL

The bud  stands for all things,  even for those things that don’t flower,  for everything fl…

Le Weekend

Lots going on this weekend. First, Louis went back to Cuba :( . Another five or six weeks for him.
Saturday was mainly spent trying to catch up on sleep....I've realllllly been missing it and I had a horrible week of non-sleep. I was lazy with Maggie and it was pretty great.
Up early for my Sunday morning pole-dancing class. Yes, you read correctly. Pole dancing. Chubby white chicks are not the best candidates for pole dancing...but I gave it a try. And I'll give it a try for four more classes. At least we laughed, A LOT.

The rest of my day consisted of driving around, relying on my friend Alexandra to give me directions using her phone. We did pretty good. We laughed A LOT. We saw the world's biggest banana.
And then I came home and Maggie got loose…and somehow got through a fence that led into a school track field and she proceeded to run many, many laps while I screamed at her to come back…not quite knowing how the hell I’d get her back. Every so often she gets lose …

Trying to get back into the blogging life again

I've disconnected my Facebook hopes that I'll take more photos and start writing more instead of wasting my time looking at funny or not-so-funny jokes.
Today, just a few photos..
I'm wearing a necklace today that I designed in Madagascar. On my non-expat salary, I could never afford to buy things like this...I find I appreciate them a lot more now & I should really try to wear them more often. 

This is my extremely lazy side...bun? I'm so tired these days that doing my hair is kind of a luxury....that I'm willing to forgo. 

Yesterday was leg day. Today I had to run to try & catch my train....obviously, I missed it & ended up coming in late to work. 

This is totally my motto. I'm stressed....kind of feeling negative lately....and I'm ready to tear a strip off anyone...keeping my mouth shut is sometimes harder than I'd like. 

Oh. My best furry friend. Always making sure I get my workout in. 

Even if she's pretty lazy herself...

Things are tough right now, I'm not gonna lie. For those of you that don't know the details, I'll fill you in soon. For those of you that do & have been reaching out in any way....thank you. It's nice to feel loved & special.

I'm usually ok at work....although extremely distracted. I had to let my boss know I had some life stuff going on...because I'm sure my productivity has gone down the drain. I need to fix that ASAP. Too much work and my reputation on the I like to do a good job. 

Good news: Louis & I are going looking at apartments on Saturday downtown. It makes no sense for me to commute as much as I do (roughly 20 hours/week) when it's just me & Mags most of the time. So a furnished, short-term rental is what's on the list. I looked at one last Sunday...but it was kind of dumpy. (And by kind of, I mean REALLY). 
I can't wait until I'm home before 18h00...or that I can wake up at like 630 or 700....instead of 5am t…