DAY160 in ETOBICOKE

I guess you could say, "It's summer time and the living is easy",
But the atmosphere is cool and the living is not.

Being a home owner is tough shiz. It's kind of like I'm juggling an egg, a bowling ball and a baseball. I'm juggling... I'm juggling... I dropped the baseball because let's face it I can't juggle ... juggling... I'm juggling .. trying not to crush the egg, trying not to crush the egg and now I've dropped the bowling ball... and oh shit there's a hole in my floor and oh no! Now there's egg in the hole that used to be my floor.

There's that.

Also, there seem to be too many captains of the boat which is my life.

I'm not sure when this became a group decision. Or when everyone suddenly started only looking out for themselves. But I often wonder why I'm not allowed to join that club? Why is that frowned upon? I constantly find people trying to make decisions for my life, which are not right for my life at all. It's my life. I should star in my own life, or be the alpha in my own life. Instead I find myself being bullied into decisions that don't feel right.

I don't know what I'm doing anymore!

But then again who really does?

Work is work is work. I love my job, but my job doesn't always like me back ... or my knees or my shoulders really. So I've got a guy for that.

And that is where we're at.

DAY51 in ETOBICOKE

Disclaimer: It's going to be more and more difficult to keep up with what day it is. So, please note from here on in the days are going to be fictional.

I called in sick today. I had this terrible head ache yesterday. Navin found me asleep on the couch. I was waiting for Younger (that Hilary Duff tv show) and while I was waiting I had fallen asleep to Supergirl (the show Navin had come to watch).

Anyways, I woke up at 6:30 this morning headache still going strong and then around 8am it seemed to have subsided and when I woke up again at 10 it was in full force again. I debated whether I should go to work or not, but I was pretty useless. Every time I got up, I immediately wanted to lie down again. I've never had my head hurt so badly. It felt as though, I had been hit by a truck. And even though the meds seem to be working (for the time being). I still feel a little queasy and my eyes still feel like they're burning. I don't know what's going on. Is this what a migraine feels like? 

So the whole day I've been lying in bed, or lying on my couch. Or sleeping or watching tv.

I hate not being able to be a fully functioning adult. It's the worst feeling. Especially since I'm by definition "not sick".. I don't think you're going to catch what I have. Although, I thought for a bit that I had a fever -- I kept getting hot and cold and sweating (gross! I know. sorry!) I don't by definition "look" sick, but I feel terrible.

Hopefully, I'll be better for day52.

DAY26 in ETOBICOKE

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this here yet.
But, Navin and I bought a house.

I've moved in, Melissa stored her things away in our spare room while she went off to be an awesome human and galavant across to the other side of the planet, we threw her a going away party and we bought a fantastic rug.

Now it's just me. (and occasionally Nav)

Life on my own isn't as exciting as one would think. I still go about my day-to-day routines, prepare my meals and do my laundry. The biggest difference is the peace and quiet. And I feel quite content knowing that if I leave my milk on the right top shelf of the fridge -- That's where it will stay. (No one will rearrange my things!)

In my head I'm often thinking, "Wow. Yesterday's Khristine was a complete bitch to today's Khristine" or "Thank you Yesterday Khristine" or "This is for Tomorrow's Khristine".

I appear to be settling in quite nicely.

But now that we've wrapped up a few projects and haven't started any new ones I realize that I have so much free time. I can't just binge watch Netflix all day. It occurred to me that someone out there might want to hear the day to day ramblings of a 26 year old home owner in Toronto. We've learned a lot since we started looking at houses and I'm sure there has to be someone out there that might find this information useful. We went through the agonizing process of learning how to be become a home owner -- I might as well share this information, right?

I plan on documenting this momentous life step. So that, at the very least I can look back and think, "Wow. I can't believe that was Yesterday's Khristine"

See you in the next one.