Today I ran numerous errands which includes running to the bank, stopping at Fred Meyer, going to Joann Fabric and Craft, IKEA and the grocery store.
I had gone to the Joann’s to get some yarn for a project that I am starting soon.
I had gone to IKEA for something to do, and to start looking for items for when I am able to afford to move out, so I can make where I move out to my own home. I found something that I had been eyeing else where for year that was a lot more expensive where I had seen similar. I had seen the long rectangular plates for putting candles on that I had normally seen at places such as Bed Bath and Beyond for at least $10 than what I spent in. It at IKEA. IKEA is addictive for people like me who enjoy making their space feel like home, and since I graduated from college I have been working to pick up a little bit here and there for when I am able to afford my own place again to decorate it to my taste and make it my home. Part of what made my second apartment in college the best home I have made for myself so far, is that I decorated my apartment and made it feel homey and cozy. I had also picked up a couple cute little white lanterns. I like the rustic candle lit stuff. So yeah, I got them to add to my stash for decorating. I love decorating on a budget.
I had stopped at my favorite bakery and then ran over and got coffee and took coffee and a treat to my mom while she was at work.
I went grocery shopping before coming back to the house.
This weekend was pretty uneventful, and by uneventful I don’t consider going home and seeing my good friends an adventure, as I do it fairly often (like at least once a month).
I can’t put it into words how much the three small towns that made up my life while in college mean to me, and how they are more home to me than the city I have lived in most of my life ever has been. It is one of those things where small town life just clicked with me, who I am, my personality and what I want out of life. I know how to survive in the city but that is all that I am doing, surviving. I thrived in a small town.
I got some knitting done yesterday, I am getting pretty close to having the body be long enough to put sleeves on the front of my sweater. I am really liking how it is turning out.
This week was rather uneventful. I spent the week working, taking care of a sunburn, and knitting.
I will also mention that my package from Barnes and Noble containing all 8 of the Outlandet Books! I am so stocked to be reading this series. They are all long book, which doesn’t intimidate me. By the time I graduated high school I had read Gone With the Wind and Scarlett (among others) cover to cover several times. I also minutes in literature in College.
The funny or Ironic thing is, is that I didn’t like reading in elementary school, but at some point in middle school the library became a refuge for me, I loved the library. It was in middle school that my love of reading took off.
I was never the type who always carried a book in their purse (knitting in the other hand is a different story), but I love settling in and reading a good book. I love being able to read a book cover to cover in one sitting, that doesn’t always happen, but I love when it does. After I had completed a term in college I had stayed up until 5 in the morning reading a book, and then went to bed at 5 in the morning.
I agree with the studies that show that children who learn to read younger do better in life, but knowing how to read and being a reader are two different things. Knowing how to read doesn’t make you a reader, and readers develop their love of reading at different times, some love it from a young age, others take a bit more time, if they like to read at all.
I had stopped by the mall and I had gone into Macy’s not looking at anything specific, and found a couple really cute footie pj’s which I got for my cousin’s baby girl.
I spent Saturday and Sunday relaxing and trying to rest up as well as getting some knitting done.
I am glad I had gone to the beach and gotten my grocery shopping done on Friday.
I had taken the “normal” way to get to where I was going, and saw that traffic was already bad going the other direction, and would only be getting worse as the day wore on, especially with the air show starting later that day. I also got stuck in road construction traffic on highway 6, due to repaving the road. So I had decided to take another longer route which would have taken the same amount of time. On the way back I stopped and saw a good friend of mine and her kids, before the rest of the trip. Come to find out this morning that there was a fatal accident on the route I had taken to the coast that afternoon (during the period I would have been driving back). I believe that God was protecting me.
Today was pretty epic. I slept in a little bit and got up around 7:30 this morning. I got up and got ready for the day. I had to make a stop at the bank, the store and the gas station before skipping town for the day.
I headed west, which pretty much only means one thing around here – BEACH DAY!!!!!!!!! I spent the past three weeks in the city and half of that time I spent getting over a cold.
I had the worst case of cabin fever I have had for a long time. I just needed to go, drive and be away from the city.
I drove out to Rockaway Beach, and went for a ride on the Oregon Coast Scenic Railroad. During the summer the train that is pulled by a steam engine between Garibaldi and Rockaway Beach runs several times a day. I went once about a year ago, and really wanted to go again. About a month and a half ago I had the opportunity to go on the Salmonberry excursion, which used one of the Diesel engines (the 101, which has a cow print painted on it). It was amazing as well.
My maternal grandmother passed on a few of the things she enjoyed to me, Knitting, cooking, the beach and Trains. I couldn’t help but think about her and miss her today and how much she would have loved having gone with me on today’s adventure where I combined two of her’s and my favorite things, the beach and trains. Having these common interests, while they remind me of her, and make me sad sometimes; they also make me happy. It is the little things that remind me that she’s have enjoyed them and have been proud of me make me happy and help me to not forget about her.
On my way back inland I stopped and saw my sister for a bit and saw the kids. It was a long day and a lot of driving (pushing 300 miles today), but it was so worth it.
The past few days I have been fighting a cold, which to my credit for me out of someplace I didn’t want to be at.
This thing I didn’t want to be at ended today, and I am actually doing better so it worked out well.
Fortunately I had gone grocery shopping Thursday before the worst of my cold hit, so I have had food while I have been sick.
The past like two and a half weeks have been rough and I am glad that they are over.
I have a couple of bigger adventures that I am looking forward to coming up in the next few months which I excited about. I will talk about them more as they get closer and are actually going to happen.
There has been so much going on that sometimes I can’t believe this is my life and at other times I can.
These past couple of weeks have been rough. I am not going to go into the details, as to why. I am exhausted and haven’t really felt live blogging this past week especially. Work and life have been a blur. Last night I was able to just sit and talk to one of my best friends, it was amazing. I was able to talk about a lot of what I have been through without being judged or be told that I am wrong when I don’t agree wth the herd mentality, and refuse to follow the crowd. I went on a city adventure yesterday and have spent today laying low and trying to relax.