I had a busy day today. Busy for me, anyway. I’m very very tired and my body is aching. I’m thinking about going to bed soon to just relax and watch some TV/movies.

Did everyone vote yesterday? Did you watch the election coverage? I actually did. For the first time (ever) I was interested in how it’d go. It was quite thrilling to watch history being made. That’s the last of my political blogging, I promise. The election is over, we can move on and just hope the US falls together again.

Today I helped with tutor training. It was quite exciting, actually, because instead of being on the learning end of the table, I was on the teaching end. Along with my coordinator, of course, but still. Very fun! Before that I spent 4 hours designing a newsletter for my sisters-in-law. It turned out really well, though I’m still waiting for one block of information to fill in.

Aside from that, I’m still boring. I’m going to eventually make a protected post about my health issues because I don’t want everyone knowing what’s going on with that. I just don’t feel like being scrutinized.

I spent my day at the library today. I know this sounds like a boring thing for most people, but for me, it’s like my own little slice of Heaven. I don’t care if the kids are loud - mind you, they were very loud today, and running on tables. I don’t care of people look at me funny. I don’t care about any of these things, as long as I get to be around things I care about - books! I know this might come as a surprise as I don’t mention it often, but I love books. I’ve been an avid reader since I was two. Yes, two. I was reading books and even parts of the newspaper as a toddler. Funny story, actually. My grandparents are always glad to tell it. I used to walk around with I Can Fly in my hand, reading it to anyone that would listen. They were so convinced I had memorized the words, but I kept telling them I was reading it. They finally believed me when they took the book and gave me a newspaper instead!

Anyway, back to the library. I spent all day there, looking at books. I took two out at one point in the morning, probably around noon if I had to guess. I went back and found about five more I wanted, so I decided to take those out as well! Went up to the self-scanner thing, put my library card under it, and what does it say? “Please visit the circulation desk to check out your books.” I’m thinking this must be some sort of fraud thing, since I’d already checked out books during that day, so I walk on up to the desk and explain that to the woman behind the counter. The next words out of her mouth crushed me, though: “Your card only allows you to check two out at a time.” Wait, WHAT? Two at a time? I have seven delicious books in my hand just waiting to be read, and I can only have two?

Thankfully, I was able to skim through a few of them before Matt came to pick me up and make a list of the ones I wanted for next time, so I know what to get out. I’m going to try to get my card up to “regular” status instead of this weird limited one. I think if I bring my temporary resident paper they’ll see my address and hey, it’s from the government! If not, I’ll have to get Matt to go back to get a new one, as he seems to have lost his, unfortunately. On the bright side, while hunting for his card (with no luck, of course) I came across a few letters and cards that we can add to our immigration pile for “proof” of our relationship. It still terrifies me that I’m putting my marriage in the hands of someone that I have never met, but I guess it’s a risk I have to take, since I’ve fallen in love with a Canadian man!

I’ve done more research on hypothyroidism over the past few days, and the more I read the more I realize that this has to be my problem. Once I have health care I think I’m going to go in to get it checked out, because it’ll be much better to know and have it treated. How amazing would it be if after struggling with anxiety, depression and weight gain (amongst other things, though those three are the most visible symptoms for me) that I would find out that none of it is my “fault” and that it can be treated? I’d be super relieved, not to mention the fact that perhaps for once my hard work when it comes to healthy eating and working out might actually finally pay off. I’m so over being fat and depressed.

I’m installing the Sims 2 right now. I uninstalled it because my previous installation was a mess - all random folders and tainted with custom content that didn’t work, and extra files in the game. It’ll be nice to have a clean slate to play on! I just hope I can have self-control and, oh, I don’t know, organization when it comes to custom content this time. No sense in messing up the game again. Especially not with this many installations, as they’d take forever to wade through and reinstall, like they are now!

Anyway, I believe I’m going to finish these installations and head to bed to watch some Spongebob (Hey, what can I say? I love the little yellow guy!) and read French Women Don’t Get Fat. I hope everyone has a wonderful night!

Mmm, they’re cutting the grass and trimming the weeds down on the lawn and I can smell it way up here. The smell of freshly cut grass always relaxes me so much. Yum! Well, I guess it’s not really yum, as I don’t want to eat the cut grass… I did that once in elementary school and it didn’t work out so well. So I’ll just sit and smell it instead!

Today was… well, an adventure, as the title of this blog post would suggest. Leave it to me to get terribly, terribly lost on the right bus. Seriously. I was on the right bus. Going the wrong direction. This little mistake cost me an hour. An hour.

I got to the library an hour late (aside from the bus thing, it was raining, and my jeans were too big and the bottoms were soaked so they were trying to fall off… what a disaster it was!) and the people I was meeting were there waiting for me. The girl I’m tutoring had to leave shortly after I got there but we’re meeting on Thursday to do some work. I’m looking forward to it!

On a whim the other day, Matt and I decided to make a trek over to Chapters and pick up some books. He got some geeky ones, I got some girly ones.

I’m in the middle of Remember Me right now and I’m loving it! It reminds me of Samantha Who? in a way. Fantastic show, by the way. I’m a fan of shows that are either narrated (like Sex and the City) or have mini-titles (like this one!). Anyway, back to the book. I’ve got all of the Shopaholic books and the Undomestic Goddess so I had to have this one when it came out. I waited a bit and got it for quite a discount! On top of that, each of the other four books (all Red Dress Ink, by the way, my favourite kind!) was $4.99 with a 10% discount! Go go bargain shopper! It made up for Matt’s fancy programming books (which I may use someday myself!) that I don’t happen to have a photo of right now.

Right now my head is killing me, but I had to blog. Why, you ask? This is why:

We’ll start with the sore muscles. I went to the gym yesterday, as always, and was going to do my basic cardio warm-up and then weight circuit. When I got there, I realized I was just in time for a new class - back and abs. By the end of the half hour class, I was so tired that I could only do the lower back machine. After that I just went home. I was beating myself up for it, until today. Today, my ab muscles are so sore that walking hurts. Today, I’m down two pounds from yesterday. Today, I feel better about my fitness than I have in a couple of months. So I’m satisfied!

After my workout I went to buy some staple groceries (toilet paper, garbage bags, etc.) and came across a sequel to a book series that I loved reading - Shopaholic & Baby. I’m not very far into the book but so far it’s living up to my expectations! I love series books. It makes it easier to be absorbed in the story.

Now, about Facebook requests… What’s the deal with them? I have to admit that I’m annoyed by them. I hate having to log in and “ignore” 20+ requests on a daily basis. I’m not completely innocent - I’ll send requests to select people if it’s an application that I think they will find interesting or fun. However, I don’t just let every application that I ever use send requests to every person on my friends list. Is it just me, or does anyone else think that’s rude and/or annoying?