The times are changing
Or is it the tides? Not sure really. I have been posting nothing but pictures lately with no time to actually write anything. Since I am all about words, well... problem solved.
I am STILL sick. It has been a month, and I am still sick. I have tried pretty much everything. Right now all that lingers is a cough. My lungs feel like they are worn out though. It doesn't help that everyone in my office is coughing as well. As well as my favourite old stinky man who sits in front of me. I hope to bring a camera to work one day and catch him as he literally tears his hair out and places it on his desk, or cuts his fingernails, or coughs up phlegm into his hand then searches for a kleenex. These have all be hallmark moments for me, and another reason why I stare down at my desk all day. But let us not talk about him.
It is a beautiful day out. The sky is blue, and Mt. Yotei is beaming, blanketed by snow. So pretty. And it is hot too, which hints at spring, but let us hope for more powder days this year. Record snows. They say it has snowed more this year, than in 10 years. I can believe it. I can believe it snows more here than pretty much anywhere else in the world.
As for me, I keep having late nights and lazy mornings. My body clock is desperately trying to get back to the 3am bed time and 11am wake up. It's the words, the words keep me up. All the while I have been living in my head, many important current events have been happening. But you all read the news.
In my news I got my first photograph published. Which was nice. Nice cause I entered a photo contest on a whim. For some reason I just felt like it was something I should do, so I scanned over the pictures that I wanted to submit (wanting to submit them all because I have loved them all dearly at one point), but picking one. And it was selected to be printed. So I am pretty happy. Cause anyone who knows me, knows how much I love to take pictures. My camera and I have a love affair going. It's a beautiful thing, a kodak moment if you would... (sorry I know that was lame).
Alright, well a big meeting this weekend, another ECC fundraiser. We are going to auction off dates, because the party for the meeting (cause you can't have a meeting without a party), is a formal. So everyone will be dolled up and ready to shine. So we are going to sell our friends for the children. Hmmmm... And speaking of ECC, the big pinnacle in my job as coordinator is coming up, and I feel like hiding under my desk. Big stuff brewing. The test goes out at the end of March, then it is administered, then the tapes get sent to the judges in April, and so on and so forth. But the busiest time is now. Which means, my life is filled with mental stick notes about ECC.
Ahhh, another phlegm cough moment by the old man. You know, he almost looks like a turtle, his pink tongue curling and moving to the right side before hacking out a lung. I sit here in total fascination of what his job actually is, and make up stories about his life. It is fun to make up a history for someone. How is it that we met at this same place? Paths intertwining.
Right, but as I speak of being busy, I am sitting here, day dreaming and typing this. So the work ethic alarm is ringing in my head, and I should bury myself back under my papers and try to dig to find my desk.
Have a great weekend folks, and I hope you all spend time to appreciate something beautiful in your lives.
Or is it the tides? Not sure really. I have been posting nothing but pictures lately with no time to actually write anything. Since I am all about words, well... problem solved.
I am STILL sick. It has been a month, and I am still sick. I have tried pretty much everything. Right now all that lingers is a cough. My lungs feel like they are worn out though. It doesn't help that everyone in my office is coughing as well. As well as my favourite old stinky man who sits in front of me. I hope to bring a camera to work one day and catch him as he literally tears his hair out and places it on his desk, or cuts his fingernails, or coughs up phlegm into his hand then searches for a kleenex. These have all be hallmark moments for me, and another reason why I stare down at my desk all day. But let us not talk about him.
It is a beautiful day out. The sky is blue, and Mt. Yotei is beaming, blanketed by snow. So pretty. And it is hot too, which hints at spring, but let us hope for more powder days this year. Record snows. They say it has snowed more this year, than in 10 years. I can believe it. I can believe it snows more here than pretty much anywhere else in the world.
As for me, I keep having late nights and lazy mornings. My body clock is desperately trying to get back to the 3am bed time and 11am wake up. It's the words, the words keep me up. All the while I have been living in my head, many important current events have been happening. But you all read the news.
In my news I got my first photograph published. Which was nice. Nice cause I entered a photo contest on a whim. For some reason I just felt like it was something I should do, so I scanned over the pictures that I wanted to submit (wanting to submit them all because I have loved them all dearly at one point), but picking one. And it was selected to be printed. So I am pretty happy. Cause anyone who knows me, knows how much I love to take pictures. My camera and I have a love affair going. It's a beautiful thing, a kodak moment if you would... (sorry I know that was lame).
Alright, well a big meeting this weekend, another ECC fundraiser. We are going to auction off dates, because the party for the meeting (cause you can't have a meeting without a party), is a formal. So everyone will be dolled up and ready to shine. So we are going to sell our friends for the children. Hmmmm... And speaking of ECC, the big pinnacle in my job as coordinator is coming up, and I feel like hiding under my desk. Big stuff brewing. The test goes out at the end of March, then it is administered, then the tapes get sent to the judges in April, and so on and so forth. But the busiest time is now. Which means, my life is filled with mental stick notes about ECC.
Ahhh, another phlegm cough moment by the old man. You know, he almost looks like a turtle, his pink tongue curling and moving to the right side before hacking out a lung. I sit here in total fascination of what his job actually is, and make up stories about his life. It is fun to make up a history for someone. How is it that we met at this same place? Paths intertwining.
Right, but as I speak of being busy, I am sitting here, day dreaming and typing this. So the work ethic alarm is ringing in my head, and I should bury myself back under my papers and try to dig to find my desk.
Have a great weekend folks, and I hope you all spend time to appreciate something beautiful in your lives.
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