goodbye, gym

Gym OOTD - 1I am a gym goer. I have been for twelve years. Going for a workout is the only part of my day that I get to be selfish. It is there that I can tune out the world and concentrate on bettering myself both physically and mentally. It never fails to bring me out of a bad mood, and always guarantees to enable a good sleep at the end of the day. It has always been one of my favourite pastimes.

Gym OOTD - 2I was recently told at 30 weeks that I had to stop going to the gym. For the last five years of our marriage, it has served as many date nights, a shared interest, a ton of humorous conversations, a mood lifter, and an overall constant routine in our lives. Now, it will remain a thing of the past and not-so-distant-future. 

Gym OOTD - 3These photos were taken to commemorate my last visit to the gym, at nearly 7 months into my pregnancy. In fact, it was at the gym where I had discovered that we were going to have a baby! I had taken a pregnancy test in the bathroom stall, not thinking at all that it would be positive. After seeing the results, I cried and cried, sent a picture to my husband, called my mum and sister, then had a workout. I will never forget that, and find it quite funny today. 

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So, goodbye friend. Until it is medically safe to meet again. (Above is my bump at 15 weeks. That was my first visit back after 11 weeks of morning sickness.)

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Emory

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twenty-nine candles

Processed with VSCOcam with kk1 presetI don’t know about you, but I never used to enjoy my birthday. I hated the idea of turning another year older, as did I dislike having all eyes on me on that day. I’m very shy by nature, and try to skip out on events that centre around myself. For instance, I never went to my high school graduation, either of my university convocations, and as for our wedding, we eloped. Get the picture? Good!

That being said, my birthday this year wasn’t so bad. It was the first time in 9 years that I didn’t dread or fall into a slight depression around this time of year. I actually didn’t really feel much of anything! Also, what should have been a one-day event turned into a five-day celebration! It felt more like an Indian wedding ceremony than a birthday. It was nice, though, and I’ll take you through how I spent it.

2.jpg1.jpgThe celebration began Wednesday night. Geoffrey and I had a gym date, which was followed by a movie date. Going to the gym with my husband is one of my favourite things to do as a couple. We both get to engage in what we love, all while shooting each other glances from across the building. Lame, but cute and kind of intimate as well. 

3.jpg4.jpg5.jpgThe film that we saw was The One I Love. If you are married, or have ever been married, you must see this film. Honestly. It’s twisted, dark, funny, relatable, and refreshingly original. Plus, we were able to see it at the Broadway Theatre. Aside from ourselves, there was only one or two other couples. I love being in an empty theatre.

6.jpg8.jpgOn Thursday, we started our morning doing something that we haven’t done in what felt like forever; we went out for breakfast! Holy God, it was delicious. I wish that it was something that we could do more often.

20.jpg9.jpgAfterwards, we headed out to our storage unit in order to pick up some things for our new home. Here is a picture of our unit in its current state. Yikes! I’m not looking forward to unpacking this sucker.

10.jpg21.jpgThen we drove out to our home to check on its progress, discuss some details with our contractor, and drop a bunch of things off. We were told that we would be able to move in about  … wait for it … one month! Hurray! We can officially see a light at the end of the tunnel!

22.jpgLater that night we went and babysat my nieces and nephew. Chaos soon ensued, but it turned into a really fun evening. They always put me in such a great mood, and I think that the same goes for them.

Processed with VSCOcam with kk1 presetWe sort of skipped Friday. We both had to go back to work that day, and by the time I got home at night, it was too late to do anything.

11.jpgSaturday morning was spent together, and in the afternoon, I went to the gym while Geoffrey went and bought more of my birthday gift. The evening was spent with my parents at Red Lobster. I love going out for supper with them. They’re a hilarious duo.

12.jpgSunday finally came, which was also the actual day of my birthday. By then, I was a little tired of all the celebrations and the ‘all eyes on me’ attitude. Not that I acted like a princess for the last four days, but I was looking forward to passing the attention onto somebody else. I worked at the library for the better part of the day, but my nieces came over that morning to drop off my many gifts and cards. I was also inundated with phone calls and text messages all morning. I didn’t even know if I would be able to make it to work on time!

Screen Shot 2014-11-23 at 7.52.58 PMSunday night we picked up takeout and a movie after work, and spent the evening relaxing. It was a great week, to say the least. Thanks, family!

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Emory

a day in the life (two)

BeFunky_001.jpgOn October 18 2013, I published my first Day in the Life. That’s almost one year ago exactly. I love these types of posts, and I especially love when other bloggers take part in them. They’re so interesting. Even if that individual doesn’t do anything particularly interesting that day, their own take on, and how they relate to the world, is what makes it so intriguing.

I randomly chose one day last month to highlight here today. Below is a list of each event as it unfolded:

7:00 am. Get up. Take the dogs for a walk.

8:00 am. Get back, throw on clothes, pack the dogs up, and leave.

8:15 am. Drive into town.

BeFunky_002.jpg9:00 am. Arrive at the Vet College and drop of Holly for her all-day appointment. When I get back into the vehicle, I call my mum and bawl my eyes out. I return a missed call from my contractor. I’m needed at our new home, which is out of town. I start making my way out there with Truman.

BeFunky_003.jpg9:45 am. Arrive at our building site and start making decisions on lighting, electrical, appliances, fencing, decks, and anything else that my contractor needs an answer for.

10:15 am. Building inspector arrives. I introduce myself and then leave. 

PicMonkey Collage10:20 am. Drive down the street, and take Tru for a walk. I hang out on the dock for a bit while Tru plays in the water. It’s going to get up to 31°C that day, and it’s already a gorgeous morning.

BeFunky_004.jpg11:00 a.m. Head back home.

11:45 am. Get back and start making breakfast for myself and Tru. We’re starving! 

12:15 pm. Tru and I finish eating. I haven’t heard from the vet in regards to Holly, so to distract myself I clean the entire house and then get ready for work later that night. 

BeFunky_007.jpg1:45 pm. I get overly impatient, so I call the Vet College. Holly is ready to be picked up. I make the 30 minute drive into town and to the college for the second time that day. 

2:15 pm. Grab Holly, load her up, and leave to go back home. We’re both so relieved to be with one another again. 

2:45 pm. Get home, feed Holly, and take her outside for a stroll around the acreage. Once back inside, I begin to cook Geoff’s supper in addition to getting the dog’s meals together. 

3:15 pm. I finally have about an hour to myself. I use that time to start a blog post and work on my store. I’m trying to keep busy, but am having a hard time concentrating.

BeFunky_008.jpg4:15 pm. Make my final trip into town for my shift at the library. I forget to take supper.

5:00-9:00 pm. Work at the library. Later in the evening, I continue writing my blog post on my break. Working my other jobs while at work, it’s something that I’ve come to master over the past year.

9:00 pm. Finish my shift. I’m exhausted, but it’s time for the gym. First though, I have to make a quick stop at my store.

BeFunky_0010.jpg9:15 pm. Arrive at my store. Grab what I need, then head to the gym.

9:30 pm. Get to the gym and try to have a good workout.

10:15 pm. I’m too tired to do anymore. I get changed, and make the drive back home.

10:45 pm. Get home. Eat supper. Blog some more.

12:00 am. Bedtime. I’m dead. 

Not everyday of my life looks like this. For the last few months however, they have followed a similar suit. I mostly wanted to write this because up until I stopped caring, I was getting tired of my in-laws and friends complaining that they don’t see my husband or I anymore. When we tried explaining that we were busy, their response was that “everyone is busy.” Yes, to an extent. 

On this particular day my mom told me that she didn’t know how I kept it together. When she initially said that, I didn’t have a response. Now I do. I am able to keep it together because I have the support of my mom, my step-dad, my husband, my sister, my brother (via phone), and my competent contractors. If I didn’t, I know that I would have already fallen apart.

BeFunky_006.jpgWhether it’s a photographic or written hourly journal of one’s day, the A Day in the Life posts offer such an intimate portrait of that particular blogger. I challenge my readers to do the same, and then to link their publication here, to HSB! Let’s start a movement! Or at least, another take on an already established series. ;-)))

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Emory

  • Welcome, friends! My name is Emory. I am a wife and mother to three (two on earth and one in heaven). This is our life on the Canadian prairies.
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