Okay, so since I decided I was going to move there are a couple things I put off a bit but needed to be done. The first one was to find my kitties a home and the second was to find someone to take over my lease.
So the first one and by far the hardest thing I needed to do. A home for my cats. I love them so much and I would take them with me in a second. Taking cats into Australia is stupidly expensive. So, I had to find them another home. I tried to figure out how to do this, and then my friend suggested I make a facebook thing. So I made an event but instead of asking people to take my cats. I asked if they couldn’t if they could instead invite all their friends and so on. This way more people hear about it faster. It worked; I met a really nice lady. She seems so excited and happy to be taking them. I will be very sad. This is the hardest part about moving. I have my babies for the rest of this week. On Sunday we will take the adventure to their new home. The great thing is I am allowed to visit and she will keep me informed on how they are doing. I can’t imagine what my life will be like without them. I have had Vader for 4 years now. I know that pets are a bad reason to pass up chances to travel. I just love them so much. I know they are going to a good home. It will be hard to say goodbye, but at least I know they are in good hands.
Second. Finding someone to take my apt. This isn’t as hard as it sounds. I have a lady coming to look at it on Thursday. I hope she takes it but, we will see. It is not what I worry about the most right now. I know I will find someone.
For now, I am going to go cuddle my cats. I still have them till Sunday so I will make the best of the time I have left.
Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy it.
Monday, January 10, 2011
Sunday, January 9, 2011
Wedding dress on a budget
So yesterday morning I woke up and went on an adventure to find fabric for a wedding dress. The trick was that I had to manage to keep the costs of the fabric low enough that I would still get paid enough to make it.
The dress is for a friend so I figured I would help her out. She told me she had a budget of about $500. Not much for a wedding dress. I wanted to get paid at least $400. Wedding dresses are a lot of work and take a lot of time. So getting paid $400 is not much when you look at it hourly.
Not only did we find everything for $150 including stuff for a couple ties. I am still going to get paid what I asked for and that means the budget went over by a slim $50. I am pretty happy with myself.
This wedding dress will be my last sewing project before I leave and it is going to be beautiful. I am excited to start working on it and not excited at the same time. I am sure there will be some interesting posts about it.
The dress is for a friend so I figured I would help her out. She told me she had a budget of about $500. Not much for a wedding dress. I wanted to get paid at least $400. Wedding dresses are a lot of work and take a lot of time. So getting paid $400 is not much when you look at it hourly.
Not only did we find everything for $150 including stuff for a couple ties. I am still going to get paid what I asked for and that means the budget went over by a slim $50. I am pretty happy with myself.
This wedding dress will be my last sewing project before I leave and it is going to be beautiful. I am excited to start working on it and not excited at the same time. I am sure there will be some interesting posts about it.
Friday, January 7, 2011
welcome and a tad about me
So I thought I would start off my blog with the first blog I ever did. I am really excited to write down my thoughts, experiences and adventures. I hope that who ever does read what I write, enjoys it. I guess really a blog is more for the person writing it. Writing is such a wonderful outlet and form of expression. I have several blogs that I always look forward to reading.
I like the look at the inside of a person when you keep reading the blog they write. The mix of emotions, adventures and how each person reacts to them. It is a look at how the mind of that person works. A small glance deep inside where most people never get a glimpse.
I guess since I am just starting I might as well let you in on where my life is right now.
I am 25 years old; my birthday is in the summer August 23. I was born in Edmonton Alberta. I moved around a bunch growing up. I lived in apartments, farms, small towns big cities. I think that I have learned a lot so far. I do love learning new things. I decided in December that I would pack up and move to Australia. So I set a date which is I want to be in Australia by March 11. I hope to get there sooner. I am lucky to have a wonderful friend there who is being so great and helping me with everything.
I have started packing and sorting all my stuff. I am going to be selling off most of my stuff. Normally I would never get rid of but it feels really freeing. I think I was letting my processions own me. I have tons of stuff so this has been a bit of a struggle. I want to have everything done and move in with my mom for February so I can save money and get my visa and my flight in early February. I have decided that I want to send two boxes up ahead of me; it will help me keep my luggage light. Packing and sorting takes longer than I would like to think. I am sort of playing apt Tetris. Fill, box shift, move stuff, fill new box, and then move everything to a new place and repeat. It is very tiring but worth it. Everything that needs to be worked for is normally well worth it.
I have never been to Australia. I have always wanted to go and life presented me with an opportunity. How can I just ignore that? I can’t. I have a boyfriend here who I love but he is so wonderful and he understands that I must spread my wings and fly. I will miss him for sure. I will miss all my family and my amazing friends. There are so many great people in this city and I am blessed to know so many of them.
I am also having and art and fashion show at the Jekyll and Hyde in the Hideaway. I am very excited and nervous and a tad stressed. I want to do new art work finish some old stuff and get prints made of a bunch. It is exciting and will help my trip to Australia.
Next week I am gonna start having an open house and selling my stuff to help raise money as well. It should be good. If anyone if interested let me know and I will send you the details.
That is all I can think of to write at the moment. So enjoy my blog and thanks for reading.
I like the look at the inside of a person when you keep reading the blog they write. The mix of emotions, adventures and how each person reacts to them. It is a look at how the mind of that person works. A small glance deep inside where most people never get a glimpse.
I guess since I am just starting I might as well let you in on where my life is right now.
I am 25 years old; my birthday is in the summer August 23. I was born in Edmonton Alberta. I moved around a bunch growing up. I lived in apartments, farms, small towns big cities. I think that I have learned a lot so far. I do love learning new things. I decided in December that I would pack up and move to Australia. So I set a date which is I want to be in Australia by March 11. I hope to get there sooner. I am lucky to have a wonderful friend there who is being so great and helping me with everything.
I have started packing and sorting all my stuff. I am going to be selling off most of my stuff. Normally I would never get rid of but it feels really freeing. I think I was letting my processions own me. I have tons of stuff so this has been a bit of a struggle. I want to have everything done and move in with my mom for February so I can save money and get my visa and my flight in early February. I have decided that I want to send two boxes up ahead of me; it will help me keep my luggage light. Packing and sorting takes longer than I would like to think. I am sort of playing apt Tetris. Fill, box shift, move stuff, fill new box, and then move everything to a new place and repeat. It is very tiring but worth it. Everything that needs to be worked for is normally well worth it.
I have never been to Australia. I have always wanted to go and life presented me with an opportunity. How can I just ignore that? I can’t. I have a boyfriend here who I love but he is so wonderful and he understands that I must spread my wings and fly. I will miss him for sure. I will miss all my family and my amazing friends. There are so many great people in this city and I am blessed to know so many of them.
I am also having and art and fashion show at the Jekyll and Hyde in the Hideaway. I am very excited and nervous and a tad stressed. I want to do new art work finish some old stuff and get prints made of a bunch. It is exciting and will help my trip to Australia.
Next week I am gonna start having an open house and selling my stuff to help raise money as well. It should be good. If anyone if interested let me know and I will send you the details.
That is all I can think of to write at the moment. So enjoy my blog and thanks for reading.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
My first ever blog from over 5 years ago
Life....
I have spent most of my life, wondering if it feels the same to all of us. In my life, it has felt like I have been swimming. My whole life just swimming and as years go one you get weights placed upon you. By the time I was 6 I had more weight than I could carry. I was just trying to stay afloat. Through my whole life I have been struggling to keep my head above the water.14 years I have had my head just barely above the water. I have struggled with it going on so long and I just can't keep it up any longer. I just want to stay alive, but I am so tired. I want to rest on shore or ....in someone’s loving arms.... I have no one to help me, so I keep swimming. I keep having more weight added, when the weight before was already too much. My head is barely above the water, I don't know how long I can keep it there. People swim past me, leaving me behind. Life boats come but they can't see me or pretend they can't see me. My life has felt this way for so long. I know life is hard. I also know there are people worse off then me and I should not complain, when there is so much hurt in the world.
It makes me sad. I wish I could take all of the pain the world, the pain of every hurt or wronged person onto myself. Then everyone could be happy.
Oh well, that is what I felt like writing today.
I wrote this at one point, when I was so used to my depression that I didn't even know I was all that sad. It took several years, but I did manage to get out of it. I didn't use medication. I just woke up one day and slowly started to change my life. I know I made it sound like it was really easy, but it was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.
I do know that without the hard times I went through, I wouldn't be who I am now. I know I couldn't see it then, but it made me strong. I am happy to say I have been able to help other people through rough times.
I must say that though years have past since I wrote the above. I do still wish I could take others pain. I just don't like seeing people hurt. I do try and do little things when ever I can to save the world. I think if everyone saved one other person the world would be a better place.
For a couple months I worked for a charity, getting third world children sponsored. I am happy to say that I helped save over 40 children and their families and helped the communities they live in. It was the best job I have had, I loved every second. I would have kept working for them, but I am moving toAustralia and they don't have a company there. They might in the future and if they do, I will gladly go and save more children.
I have spent most of my life, wondering if it feels the same to all of us. In my life, it has felt like I have been swimming. My whole life just swimming and as years go one you get weights placed upon you. By the time I was 6 I had more weight than I could carry. I was just trying to stay afloat. Through my whole life I have been struggling to keep my head above the water.14 years I have had my head just barely above the water. I have struggled with it going on so long and I just can't keep it up any longer. I just want to stay alive, but I am so tired. I want to rest on shore or ....in someone’s loving arms.... I have no one to help me, so I keep swimming. I keep having more weight added, when the weight before was already too much. My head is barely above the water, I don't know how long I can keep it there. People swim past me, leaving me behind. Life boats come but they can't see me or pretend they can't see me. My life has felt this way for so long. I know life is hard. I also know there are people worse off then me and I should not complain, when there is so much hurt in the world.
It makes me sad. I wish I could take all of the pain the world, the pain of every hurt or wronged person onto myself. Then everyone could be happy.
Oh well, that is what I felt like writing today.
I wrote this at one point, when I was so used to my depression that I didn't even know I was all that sad. It took several years, but I did manage to get out of it. I didn't use medication. I just woke up one day and slowly started to change my life. I know I made it sound like it was really easy, but it was one of the hardest things I have ever had to do.
I do know that without the hard times I went through, I wouldn't be who I am now. I know I couldn't see it then, but it made me strong. I am happy to say I have been able to help other people through rough times.
I must say that though years have past since I wrote the above. I do still wish I could take others pain. I just don't like seeing people hurt. I do try and do little things when ever I can to save the world. I think if everyone saved one other person the world would be a better place.
For a couple months I worked for a charity, getting third world children sponsored. I am happy to say that I helped save over 40 children and their families and helped the communities they live in. It was the best job I have had, I loved every second. I would have kept working for them, but I am moving to
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