We all have someone who does it. I didn’t even know there was a word for it. A lot of them come out when someone becomes a new Mom, or new parents. Sometimes it’s your Mother-In-Law, sometimes it’s a friend who likes to be in control, sometimes it’s you and you don’t even realize it because you know you have great advice!
A kibitzer is a person who gives uninvited or unwanted advice. It happens all the time! Sometimes the advice is asked for, but it turns out it’s advice that wasn’t wanted! Pretty cool that there is a word. Now if you find it happening you can tell the advice giver “stop being such a kibitzer!” And roll your eyes and move on with your day!
It was Friday and we had planned to go camping. The night before we went grocery shopping for our weekend meals, we packed up the trailer and Dad towed it out to the lake the next morning while we were at work. There was a storm in the forecast but we didn’t think much of it.
At Noon that Friday a fire ban was put on in our area. I was bummed because I didn’t get to go to the family reunion and therefore missed all the camping. I was looking forward to a wiener roast!! Who knew that was only the beginning? We had plans for kayaking and going for walks with the dogs, laying out and getting a suntan. Normal summer stuff!! In fact I had just made myself a “summer bucket list” in my journal to make the best of it!
There were many lightning strikes that day, and many fires were started. At about 3:30 one co-worker got a phone call from a panicked neighbour who could see the flames from their house. She had to cash out and rush home to get her animals under control and ready to leave just in case. At 4pm another co-worker got a call from her husband telling her to get home now so they could pack up the kids because the fire was across the highway from their home. We could see the smoke billowing over the mountain from our office. It was ugly! It was a weird feeling, but to be honest, not something new. There is always a forest fire someone during the summer.
What we didn’t know was how bad it was going to get. By that Monday two co-workers had been evacuated from their homes, and one was with her husband helping people get sorted in a small town outside of ours so she was unreachable by phone. I was the only one available left to go in the office Monday morning. I had to go in and put up signs and change the outgoing message on the phone. There was a lot of smoke.
Then the next couple of days was sitting around, waiting. Then we were put on evacuation alert. Who would have thought that would happen to a community like ours?
We left and went to a bigger city. It was weird, going into an evacuation centre and seeing the gym lined up with cots where people were sleeping. People standing in endless line ups for assistance, for the bathrooms, for toiletries even. I never thought I would see something like that!
It was a long three weeks away from home, and then when we got to go home it took another three weeks for things to get back to something resembling normal. It’s still very smokey outside, the ashes are sticking to the car window and I don’t want to wash it yet because it’s not done. There are still people unable to go home…and we finally had a big rain like 5 weeks after everything started.
It was definitely unexpected.
I'm finally making the change in my life so I can get out of my rut! It's kind of scary but also very exciting. I haven't found a job yet, but I found a place to live with some new roommates! I'm excited to meet them! They're a bit younger than me, but I think that will suit Bronn and I for now.
I've started packing, I downsized so much stuff!! I figured that since most of the stuff has been packed away in totes and I've barely used it, I can get rid of a lot. Now it's keepsakes pretty much, and dishes. I haven't found where my dishes are yet though. They're probably under the stairs. I don't need to go through that until I've made some space with other stuff. Today I packed up my books and started packing my DVDs. Not a whole lot left.
I've been telling people that I'm leaving and trying to get together with my friends before I go. Everyone is too busy. Life keeps showing me subtle reminders that I am leaving and I am only going to miss my family. There was the fire and the poor side of humanity that I saw from my fellow residents. Then I go to work and I can see how much they need me, and I have like a week and a half left and everyone is still asking me questions and I want to tell them they should troubleshoot between themselves now. Then, I tried to get a bunch of my girlfriends together but everyone is too busy. It's frustrating!!
So now I feel like I am making the right choice by moving closer to friends, and some family, and that's exciting!! Hopefully things go in the right direction and I can move forward with life!!
A pastafarian came into the office, I actually think he was trying to convert me, he said they accept all kinds of people. They wear pasta strainers on their heads and every Friday is pasta and beer night. His shirt said "Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, I've been touched by his noodly appendage."
An elderly gentleman asked me how I was doing and I said not too bad. He said "Isn't it hard being a sex symbol? There's just so few of us now a days!"
On POF I was asked if I would date someone who is well endowed. I just laughed.
Online dating I try to give everyone a chance to talk to me, unless they say something gross, because I believe everyone should be treated fairly until I get to know them a bit. My biggest pet peeve is spelling and grammar though. Maybe I'm too well read. So this guy is talking to me, but when he explaining where something is and asking where something is he keeps typing "ware." Finally I said to him "I'm sorry but you have very bad spelling" and he replied with "lol why are you the spelling notzy?" That was the end for me!
I work in a small office with 5 of us and our manager. One of the girls is in another office helping and our auxiliary person isn't there for full days. There was three of us working and one girl was on lunch and an older woma came up to me while I was in the middle of a transaction and asked me if I could get some more people from the back to help with the line up. I wish I said I'm sorry we don't have any in stock.
My niece was telling my Mom that if she moved away from Grandpa she could have more kids. My mom said she already has kids. Then my niece said that she didn't want to have kids because they mess up your car!
It was a crazy night when we went for a drive down the back roads in your flatbed truck. We were talking and laughing with the music cranked high. Who would have thought we'd get stuck in a foot of red muck that spring night! We were 100 miles from town, what would we do?
I could hear the train whistle as the rain started to pour down like bullets on the roof. But where else would I rather be than with you. Wild horses couldn't drag me away.
Thou shalt show kindness to everyone without judgement until thou hast gotten to know them.
Thou shall read many books and share them with others.
Thou shall dance as often as possible, and sing along to the radio.
Thou shall work hard and put the best of yourself out there.
Thou shall write, and work towards making a novel.
Thou shall respect friends and send them lots of snail mail.
Thou shall love thy family.
Thou shall love thy pets.
Thou shall not want what thou cannot provide for thy self, and thou shall work towards what thou wants.
Thou shall take vitamins and greens to stay healthy.
It was a brief encounter, and everything was copacetic or so it seemed. The moments were perfect, and it seemed there could be more. A friendship, perhaps a lover.
It was fun, though not much was exchanged. A memory, some practice on putting one's self out there after being cooped up inside for a while. Something.
Turns out we were just ships in the night, passing by, blissfully avoiding a shipwreck.
Arrived last night in Barkerville to meet up with some friends I haven't spent much time with lately. They've rented out a bed and breakfast in Barkerville called The Kelly House. It is old fashioned, very authentic, as is all things in this old mining town. They only have bathtubs, no shower. No TV, sporadic wifi. It's pretty relaxing!
Last night we drove in an old motor home to Wells. We saw some pretty good acts! One called High Society and one called Brasstronauts. Did some dancing. Saw some wild costumes.
This morning the woman who runs the B&B came and made us breakfast. Crustless quiches, whole wheat pancakes and a fruit salad mixed with yogurt and granola. It was amazing and it went a long way!
Then we did our trek into Wells again. We got warmed up by doing some dancing with Grandpa Groove, then did some yoga in the park, followed by the Kids Songwriting Camp performances. They were quite good!! To think they wrote the music and lyrics at their ages is just amazing!! Some of the lyrics were quite profound too. A couple girls also made up a new genre. It was like country space disco theatre or something like that!
Then we went over to a different venue where a man was playing. He was a storyteller. It was funny and catchy too! I really enjoyed that one. It was in the sunset theatre.
Afterwards Paola and I went to get a cooler with beer. Then when we came back everyone was in the Jack O Clubs pub listening to some music. That's what the rest of the day was like.
There are food trucks and vendors down the street. There is a small alley where people are painting small murals. There are people wearing costumes, men wearing tight leggings and skirts, and topless women here and there.
So far it's pretty interesting and it's only really day one!! I'm beat!!
Getting ready to go to an arts and music festival for 3 days…this is my packing list:
- 4 pairs of underwear
- A good bra
- Bathing suit (always pack one just in case)
- 2 pairs of shorts
- 1 pair long pants
- 3 funky tops
- Bug spray
- A hat
- Ponytail holder
- Shampoo and conditioner
- Face wash
- A hoodie
- 2 pairs of socks
- 1 set of walking sandals
- 1 set walking shoes
- Water bottle
- Coffee mug
- Phone charger
That's my list!! Hope it all fits in my backpack!!
Have you ever seen that episode of Friends when Rachel quits her job as a waitress because it was holding her back from her dream of working in fashion, and the guys said she needed to give herself "the fear?" I think that's what I am about to do.
I'm in need of a big change. I've done all I can do here, and while I have a good job, I know it's not going to get my anywhere. I feel like I am being stifled and not being recognized for my full potential. I've tried applying for transfers and higher positions, but it's been nothing but unsuccessful.
Not only do I need a better job (a full-time job), I also need to get out of this town. It's also not getting my any closer to any of my hopes or dreams. I want to get married and raise a family, but have had no luck in the dating world in this small town. I want to write a novel, but by the time I get home from work my brain is either emotionally spent or I am mentally exhausted. I've managed to keep up journaling and blogging this stuff, but I can't get any further than that. It's very frustrating.
So, I'm giving myself "the fear." I've written my resignation letter, picked a final date of August 25th and I'm going to pack up some necessities and head to Alberta!! I'll be staying with my bestie for a bit until I find a job (possibly buy a house, depending on how stable of a job I can find) and working towards my goals.
I've been applying for jobs, but haven't found anything yet. It's hard to do that from a distance!! At least I am trying. I also became a Jamberry Consultant. I'm not sure what it will provide for income, but it will open the door for me to meet new people and have beautiful nails at a decent price! One more thing I have done is signed myself up for National Novel Writing Month, which will hopefully help me get my bum in gear so I can actually write a novel!
Trying to make my dreams come true!!