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Late night thoughts

Now that the whisky is sinking into me, a few meandering thoughts. * it’s annoying when my ex interjects into the conversation I’m having with my daughter on the phone. * it feels good when doing something that you know is the right thing to do, but others have doubts, turns out to be the right thing to do. * watching baseball on tv pales in comparison to watching a ballgame live. Doesn’t matter at what level, it’s just better live. * I miss being more creative in life rather than dealing w...

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Another quick late night thought (after drinks): what would late night Twitter be like without autocorrect? Would we understand each other, or would we be leaving messages that would need deciphering? Also, do thoughts make more or less sense when you’ve been drinking?...

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My daughter, the gambler. Last night at White Spot: Her: I bet you 5 cents that the bill will be $30 Bill was $32 Her: You owe me 5 cents! Me: I’ll deduct it from what you owe me for buying you supper. Her: I don’t owe you. It’s not my responsibility to pay for my meals....

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Hitting up the Penticton farmers market for a change of pace and an attempt to get away from the craziness of my mind....

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Everything in life right now is such a battle for me and it’s exhausting. I wish I could make some small wins happen....

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Stepped downstairs to grab a coffee and overheard two separate couples talking about the problems they had with AirBnB renters last night. People were kicked out for smoking, noise, etc. Centre of Gravity folks paying $400/night. Glad I didn’t have to deal with those problems....

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I hate those nights where I feel like I should be doing something more than just scrolling through feeds, but not have any motivation to bother doing something else....

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When I wake up in the morning, I hope I can do the thing that I thought I would do tonight....

What’s in My Head

This space has been quiet for quite awhile now. It’s not for a lack of ideas on what to share here, nor a lack of motivation. I’ve spent too much time overthinking about what to write about, how to share it properly, while sharing exactly nothing. Overthinking and second guessing myself have been a constant in my life. I’m a planner; I like knowing what will happen, but also am a bit of a perfectionist. Making mistakes is not something I accept easily. That combination makes me stop myself each...

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Overheard at my pool deck today: Dad: This pool is much colder than ours in Arizona. Son (maybe 12): Nah, our pool in Florida is much warmer than this one. And I thought Kylie was spoiled for growing up with one pool in her life....

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