Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Clothing I No Longer Fit

So today I finally decided to do laundry. I say finally because well, during the school semester I don't get much time to actually do the many loads and loads of laundry. That's not to say I don't do laundry during the semester at all, rather I do my laundry selectively. For example, If I know I am running low on work shirts or sweaters or work pants, I will go ahead and do one specific load of laundry for those essential items and tell myself that the other clothing can wait (Luckily I have accumulated so many shirts over the years that if I was truly desperate and without time to do a load of selectively chosen "favorite" shirts, I can still wear clean shirts that I maybe do not throw into the rotation as frequently).

I decided that because it has been awhile since I have done a huge day of laundry, that I would also go through my clothing and see which items I no longer fit (Unfortunately as I found out last Friday, I am no longer the size four I used to be... in fact, I seemed to have skipped a size...). The following is a short list of some of the clothing that I have in my closet that I can no longer fit into:

2 Sweaters
2 Pairs of Jeans
2 Pairs of Shorts
4 Pairs of Capris Pants
8 Shirts
1 Pair of Yoga Pants (and they are super stretchy...)
1 Pair of Cargo Pants
over 10 Pairs of Dress Pants ( yes in the last three years of working at the TL I have bought and now can no longer fit into over 10 pairs of Dress Pants)

Looking at this pile on my floor of clothing that I have once loved (it just so happens that the clothing I love the most out of my entire wardrobe happens to be lying pathetically within this pile), I am now feeling quite depressed! What happened to me? I used to be able to dress so cutely and now, well now I don't even want to think about trying to replace these items as I know that once I step foot into the mall my ego and self-confidence will suddenly shrivel away into an abyss. The mall is wear egos and self-confidence go to die. It is the proverbial farm where these dead egos and self-confidence get sent where they can be happier chasing the chickens and swimming in the pond with the ducks.

The most depressing thing about this pile of clothing is the garments that are not there but probably should be. I have cheated myself into thinking that some of these articles I can and will fit into again! Thus, these articles have not been placed in the pile of shame. And what a pile of shame it is... most of these articles I have only bought within the last couple of years. Have I really ballooned up THAT much? Apparently so.

I think I'm going to go for a walk. Wont change much right away, but perhaps I can convince myself that I am one step closer to fitting back into these outfits... right.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

It's Official... I've lost again.

Ever get the feeling you're not who you used to be, or that someone else is not who they used to be? It's like a bowling ball to the gut when you realize there's no going back. We get so used to the idea that everything will stay the same. So when things do change it's sometimes a major blow to the heart.
Too many changes all at once. I have always said I was never any good with change. Now change is stompin' at my doorstep, barging in, and dragin' me out kicking and screaming. I'm sure it'll have some sort of positive outcome in the end... eventually.
Yes, I'd like to just drop everything and move to St John's. Start over, if you will. Seems there wouldn't be much to miss, save for a few key players.
Yes, a change of scenery would be nice...

Monday, January 18, 2010

Big Truck + Massive Puddle = Big Splash & A New Wheel Rim

So, if you live in the Lower Mainland, you MUST have noticed the massive amount of depressing rain that continues to fall and wreak havoc with my psychological well-being.
Friday morning was quite possibly one of the worst days for this rain and for this rain to ruin my day.
Let me take you back to Friday morning... It's 7:30am, the sun has not yet come out and the rain is quite literally falling down in buckets. I have just dropped Jacob off at work in Richmond and am driving through New Westminster on Stewardson Way on my way home to Maple Ridge. If you don't have any knowledge of Stewardson way, it is a piece of road that has two lanes for each direction, quite a few winding turns, and is surrounded by those lovely squared curbs (harder, and more dangerous, to drive over... we'll come back to that). This road is also very narrow which means that any mistake in the placement of your car on this road could result in a major catastrophy depending on the busy-ness of traffic.
So I am driving in the right hand lane on Stewardson way going about 50 km/hr (the speed limit is 60... but remember the massive amount of rain) and up ahead I notice a fairly massive puddle of standing water in the left hand lane. I think to myself, good thing I'm not driving in that lane! Hydroplaning is not very fun.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a massive comercial truck comes barreling down the road in the left hand lane and cannonball's itself into this massive puddle, sending a gargantuous tidal wave my way. In the split second that I was blinded by what seemed like a ton of water covering my windshield, I failed to correct for one of the slight turns in the road. My passenger side tire first grates hard against the sharp edges of the squared curb, then the tire decides to attempt a daredevil jump onto the curb at a slight angle. As my front passenger tire hits the square curb at 50 km/hr, my car tries to pretend that it is a monster truck attempting to make a jump but manages to only hit the jump with it's passenger side wheels. On the dismount, my tiny little car and it's tiny little driver (me) is thrown off the curb and into the left hand lane.
Luckily, because it was only 7:30-ish in the AM hours and I was driving AGAINST the flow of morning rush hour, there just happened to be no other cars in the left hand lane. This would have been a completely different story had there been.
At the end of the day, the only damage to my poor daredevil car was to the front passenger side wheel rim.

What a way to start my day!