Shirley

So, my parents being the smart-asses they think they are, decided not to move up to the Stouffville house because it's "too far". My dad can't complain because he has a car, but my mom has the right to. She insists on still working downtown so she needs a house with easy access to TTC so she can bus down. So just last weekend we were out looking at houses with a real estate guy. Showed us 4 properties and to be honest, they all did not hit the spot. We're still looking around and will go out hunting again this weekend. Still gonna stay in the Scarborough/Markham area. I think we may be done with downtown. Probably until Mike and I get some money out of the Stouffville house and get a nice condo downtown close to work maybe?

Car Accident

Hey girls. I got into my first car accident today, well, yesterday now.

Coming back from yoga and some guy totally t-boned me trying to make a left. My car spun, lucky I didn't get hit by oncoming traffic. We were both collision newbies and didn't know what type of information we should be taking down so I just took a picture of his insurance policy, his number and let him leave.

The people in the surround houses came out to check on me cause I was kinda shocked to drive. Some nice ladies offered me water and one brought me a banana so I could get some sugar in me. Some guys came out and tried to help as well.

I ended up calling my friend from a body shop to accompany me to to collision report centre. The guy that hit me showed up 30 minutes later. I had to go back to him and get his name and other information that I'd missed and while I was leaving he had to do the same with me cause he didn't take down complete information either. LOL. Man, such newbs.

I'm kinda hoping for a write-off so I can get a new car. This one seems to be cursed, too many things happen to it...

Photography

Hey girls. So there's some heavy duty posts going up, sorry I can't keep up the trend.

I've recently been taking a photography class. Theory wise nothing special, but it does get me out shooting and getting critique for my photos which is what I need to improve. The class also came with a free 18x24 print. I just got it today and the picture I sent in was the following.

Now I need to find a nice frame to put it in. My bedroom walls are so bare, it's about time I put up some art.

Looking forward to seeing everyone soon!

The Break-Up

So a few weeks ago... Francis and I broke up. I am feeling alright... I actually just returned from being away for two weeks in Bolivia. In all honesty, I'm not really in the mood to talk about it. We are working on being friends because we really have a lot mutual friends. I actually see him at least twice a week.

We broke up because he was thinking for the longest time whether he was ready to get married... and he realized over the August long weekend that he probably will never be ready and had to let me go. It was sad. But at least he told me the truth and told me when he realized it. *sigh* five years.

Anyway, thought I'd let you guys know. See you at Thi's wedding, if not earlier!

Shirley

Maybe it's time for me to update before I forget and before I get too busy.

I have recently just moved away from my childhood home of 20+ years. I'm no longer downtown next to Riverdale any more. I've tentatively moved to Midland/Steeles before my Stouffville house is finished in March. Midland/Steeles is my uncle's place so it's pleasant.

Moving was super stressful and busy. I don't want to do it ever again but I have to. I think it's especially hard when we're moving 20+ years worth of things.

I never realized my parents are hoarders until now. When we're packing, I would tell them to throw this and that out. Especially items that haven't been worn or used in years and was just placed somewhere where you can't find. If you haven't used or worn for years, then that means you can live without it. But nooooo they have argued with me so many times and gotten mad at me when I told them I'll just chuck it out myself.

Fine, if it's sentimental, then that's a different story. But not EVERYTHING's sentimental!! I wanted to move lightly and not heavily with all these things! They tell me "Everything's money. If we keep it, we won't need to buy it for the new place". Ahhhh. My mom was a lost battle already. She claimed she threw a lot already so I let her go. My dad usually is the logical one. But moving day proved me wrong. House is empty and we're just transporting the last bit of things into the truck. He goes and removes the portable window AC and decides to take it with us. WTF I was saying. I tell him, "There's no use for that any more. Uncle's place will have AC and our new house will def have AC as well." He was pissed off at me for telling him to chuck it and he said "you don't understand. When you're my age, you will." I was like WTF does that have to do with anything? I will understand how a hoarder functions when I'm his age??

So I have no way but to help him lift it down the stairs and into the truck. It was a monstrous thing mind you.

So now here I am in Midland/Steeles. Feels kind of weird not in the old house as I've been there almost my whole life. How should I cope with it? =S

Simone's surgery

Hi girls,

Just wanted to give a quick update on the status of my health. I had my thyroid surgery performed this week, and the operation was successful. I'm still waiting for the results on the malignancy of the nodule, and waiting to remove the stitches on my neck. Now that I'm off on morphine and refusing to take pain killers, there's minor to moderate pain and discomfort around my neck area. Luckily, I get 3 weeks off to recover and rest.

This experience has been somewhat emotional; but fortunately, Phil's been extremely supportive the entire time, he has accompanied me to every single appointment and surgery, and has constantly reassured me that he would still be with me even if I become a bald, dying cancer patient. When I stayed at the hospital overnight after my surgery, he was sleeping in the waiting room hobo style (newspaper as blanket and water bottle as pillow). His broken foot (result of baseball) has also added to the discomfort of his sleeping arrangement. However, Phil was a trouper and limped his way over to visit me in my room throughout the night.

I really appreciate Phil by my side during this tough time, and I feel like an ungrateful bitch for badmouthing him all the time. I shouldn't call him derogatory names just because he isn't as successful as my brother. Realistically, there isn't many people our age that could make 6-7 figures, so I really shouldn't be so hard on Phil.

Anyways, I'm just rambling on because I'm bored and can't move. I'll see you girls at Thi's wedding. Phil will be attending the wedding too, he's going to skip his family vacation so I don't have to go solo.