Yup, it's true.......

Yup, it's true. I hate people. Hrm, "hate" is a strong word and I can hear my Oma telling me that I shouldn't use that word. So I'll change it to the fact that I strongly dislike people. The last few weeks of working by myself have proven to be quite challenging. BUT what I have learned over the last few weeks has been quite amazing.

#1) I strongly dislike people. I want to hit some of the people I deal with over the head and repeatedly tell them that THEY got themselves into this mess. No one else did, THEY did. Stop for the love of all that's holy, blaming other people for your mistakes!!!!! I can't talk too much about this because I'm referring to work and I don't want people to actually read this. Except for you people.

#2) I've spent the last X amount of years doing the part of the job that I love the most. Not dealing with people directly. However, I have to say that it's been kind of fun brokering with the public again. I've been doing this for 15 years but in the last few years, I haven't had to mingle with the public, just other brokers who submit deals to me directly or investors. So the past little while has sharpened my skills and I'm feeling pretty good about it all. I'm not sure which direction my company is going to go (if Dave will stay or go-possible move to the Island) but no matter what, I'll be fine. That was a comforting thing to realize.

#3) I really like weekends. However I've mostly just slept whenever I have a moment. But weekends actually mean something again.

#4) I don't think I'll ever have kids AND I'm ok with that. I'm reaching the "scary" age of whether or not I should start thinking about popping out children. But I'm not there. There's no clock inside of me ticking away, no voice going "you'll be 38 soon sweetie, might want to start thinking about it....." I went to my beautiful friend Heather's baby shower a few weeks back. I was the only one in the room that hadn't squished out a child (except for Heather of course, but she will soon!). I had a moment of OMG but then I stopped and realized that I was ok with that. I had no longing or envy pouring out of me. It was a neat thing to realize about myself and more importantly, be ok with. I told my mom which of course had a typical mom response "U r a little unusual. Ur heading into the Aunty Dorothy category." -tee hee, I liked it mom :)

My Aunty Dorothy never had children. Not sure if that was a choice or if it was too late for her (her husband has children from his first marriage). But I guess I am. I will be 38 soon. I don't have the healthiest of bodies so maybe my clock will run out. I have to admit that every once in awhile I think about what it would be like to hold my own baby, which lasts about 5 second of happiness, but then that baby suddenly turns to an adoptive child. I've always wanted to adopt a kid so maybe that's still my calling in life. Adopt little kiddies that want a home, stability, love, routine, camp, etc.

Wow, sorry. This blog suddenly turned into a journal entry. hahahahah

On that note, I have to go to bed. It's late and I have five mortgages to submit tomorrow as well as keep on top of the two signing at the lawyers. Night all!

Oh My

I've almost completed the first week on my own at work. So far, so good. Everything seems to be under control. However I wasn't really prepared for the feeling of being a bit lonely. It's weird not looking at David. Thank goodness we have two young receptionists that are fun to talk too. Especially about Dave. hahahaha

Tonight is my actual "Sit outside on the balcony and blog" night so I will just leave you with this for now. Not much. I know.

Triathlons and Baby Showers

My friend Tracy and I signed up for the Bigfoot Triathlon. Our first. This event has reminded me of things I love (biking), and helped me get over my fear of public pools. Ok, maybe not over the fear itself, but I can now tolerate being in the pool. I actually like attending People Soup Fitness (aqua class).

I had everything planned for this weekend. I made a list items to bring, read up on how to properly do transitions, swam, rode my bike, made a reservation at a motel in Harrison Mills..... all for nothing. On Thursday, the motel people called to inform me that the venue had been changed to somewhere in Chilliwack. Um, ok. Thank you motel people for telling me. A few hours later there was a voice mail message from a guy named Ray stating the venue had been changed to Chilliwack Lake, a wetsuit is recommended, you reach the registration desk, then have to drive another 20K to get to the swimming area. WTF??!!!! So many things wrong with this.

I know Chilliwack Lake, it's a glacier lake that is WAY far and gone from Cultus Lake. No one goes there, for any reason. I went to the Chilliwack Lake Provincial Park's website to have a look. The beach and boat launch are currently closed due to high water levels. Um duh, of course! The snow is finally melting and running into the lake. Hence the wetsuit which leads me to the next problem. I go this message Thursday evening. I would have to get a wetsuit on Friday. I don't have time to go find a wetsuit. I'm pissed to spend the money and then swim in a suit, something I've never done before but would if I had proper notice. I don't want my first time to be the day of the race.

By having it at Chilliwack Lake, that would mean staying at home and getting up super early in the morning to drive out there. Something else that I didn't really want to do. I was angry with 24hrs notice for this change. I spoke to Tracy who spoke to Ray and said that the water would be fine because Brent was able to be in the water for 15 minutes. Really? Oh, I'm so glad a 190 pound man could be in the water for 15 minutes. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?

My lovely friend Brad had emailed me to wish me luck. I told him what happened and about 5 minutes later he sent me an email. The race had been cancelled on Tuesday by Court Order due to the safety of the peeps not being met and that the event organizers had to notify all 150 of us via email by Wednesday. OH_MY_GOD.

I didn't get an email. I wasn't notified that the race was court ordered cancelled due to safety. I'm so pissed off it's not even funny. Anyway, that's why I didn't get to do my first triathlon. :o(

However the weekend wasn't a total loss, I didn't get to go to my lovely friend Heather's baby shower. I would type about that right now but I have to go back to work plus I'm angry again after typing up my triathlon diabolical mess. ARGH.