Time to Get Out of This Funk.

I don’t know if it is the weather, the changing seasons, or what, but I have been in this weird funk for the last couple weeks. I think that this end-of-winter-almost-spring change of seasons where everything is gray, and gloomy, and cold, and everyone is anxious for spring to begin, has taken it’s toll on me.

I haven’t felt like cooking, it seems like such a chore, and I have no desire to do it, when normally I enjoy cooking. And the same goes for baking, both regular and healthified. I don’t particularly enjoy cleaning the house, but normally I am good at keeping up with it, and it isn’t overly time consuming because we have an apartment versus a multiple story house, a small kitchen, and just 1 bathroom. But I have no motivation to do this, nor to do laundry (mostly because I have to go outside and into the basement, and carrying all the stuff down is such a hassle, and my clumsy self frequently trips on the stairs, sometimes resulting in nasty wounds). I haven’t picked up my knitting in a while, or read the current book I have on the go. There are projects that need to be done around the house, like fixing up the chairs we bought at Goodwill for a couple bucks each, cleaning out the pantry, etc., and none of them have amounted to anything more then just a thought. Even just going grocery shopping seems like a chore, even thought I normally I love it…getting all bundled up, going out in the cold, on a gloomy day, just ugh. And this type of mood and the gloomy weather, influences me to want to eat junk food, and resisting is so hard for me, and can be kind of exhausting haha. And I am just really busy with volunteering in the community, and applying to grad school and looking for scholarships, that these gray days can slip by in an instant. And I just have a lot on my plate, which is exhausting to carry around.

I am so sick of this! So I have decided that enough is enough, the weather and everything else does not get to dictate me or influence this kind of lifestyle- I am getting out of this funk, and back to my vibrant self. I figured that setting some goals for what I want to do, how I want to spend my time, and deciding what is important to me and creating a list, would be the best way for me to go about cutting off this extreme, lazy, procrastination. So here is my “beat this gloomy season funk” to-do list.

– Clean the house, top to bottom. A cluttered and messy living space makes for a restless and overwhelmed mind. And a clean and tidy living space makes for a more calm mind, or so I have found for me.

– Catch up on laundry.

– Schedule a day that works for both the Artist and I to prepare our taxes.

– Apply for an external scholarship.

– Go to the Soulard Farmer’s Market. To stock up on fresh and healthy foods, support local farmers, and get some fresh air and out and about in the community. I like to eat local and organically as often as I can.

– Do some yoga. I enjoy kripalu yoga. I find it is relaxing, stress relieving, and is really beneficial for my body’s needs.

– Work with the Artist on fixing up the chairs from Goodwill.

– Stock up on lots of healthy foods to fill my body with nutrients, and to entice me to cook lots of home cooked meals, and healthified bakes gods.

– Switch up my exercise routine to include heavier lifting and more cardio.

– Clean out and organize the fridge, freezer, and pantry.

– Find good homes for clothing and other items that I no longer need, and that are contributing to the clutter.

– Do a little thrifting. I could some some non-winter shoes that are more fancy then every day wear.

– Pick up my knitting.

– Finish my current novel.

– Watch some good movies.
This seems like a simple to-do list, which it sort of is. But by accomplishing all of the things that I have been avoiding and procrastinating with laziness, I will feel productive and proud of myself. It is like a snow ball effect; once I just get started, which is the hardest part, it will all come quickly together.

So after making this list, I feel a lot more organized and motivated to “get back to life”, and make the time for things that are important to me, both in terms of necessary things like cleaning and taxes, but also things I do for myself, like reading and watching movies. Keeping up with one’s hobbies gets more difficult as we get older and busier with life, and I do not want to lose or forget about mine. So making the time for them is important to me.

So far, I can cross a few items on my list.

We got the chairs fixed up, the Artist reupholstered them, and I helped clean them up.  It cost only about $4 per chair to do so 🙂

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And we went thifting.  I found these gems, all in like-new condition for a couple bucks a piece.

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We also watched Julie and Julia, and It’s Complicated, having a nice date-night in together, and after we watch a good movie it always sparks really great conversation between us afterwards ❤

I couldn’t end this post without sharing another Artist moment.  He is so funny, and wonderfully weird 😉  I went into the bathroom and took a shower.  When I came out, I saw this:

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In the 10-15 minutes I was in the bathroom showering, the Artist had decided to make some art, busted off a ton of drawings, and was laying on a floor playing catch with himself with a roll of masking tape.  It it kind of like when you leave a room and come back to find your dog having done something silly.

I love him ❤

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Moving Food.

Recently, we were talking about food experiences that have moved us.  I am not just talking about super delicious foods, or what our favourite foods are, I am talking about being so moved, there are no words to describe the level of deliciousness going on, that it is life changing.  My life changing food experiences?  Eating at Mission Taco- everything on the menu.  Buttermilk cake donut from World’s Fair Donuts.  Discovering how much I love banana peppers on a wrap or sandwich.  And the sauce the Artist made for our chicken last night, which was his take on a General Tso’s.  The Artist’s food moving experiencing included; a kabob he had on the beach in Spain with this mystery sauce, anything at Mission Taco, and this parmesan cheese from a wine show in Toronto.

Before I move on, I would like to take a moment and talk about why Mission Taco is so amazing.  I have never had a good restaurant experience with Mexican food, other then at Mission Taco.  Other places are so salty I get a stomach ache afterwards, or are so bland I could have made it better myself at home, or are greasy, etc.  And chopping up vegetables and putting them in the same bowl, does not equal pico de gallo- they need to be dressed in something and have some flavour.

At Mission Taco, the menu has so many options, from tacos, to burritos, to tortas, churros, side dishes, starters, and house made salsas.  I have tried a few of the tacos and the flautas, and the Artist has tried most of the tacos.  We have also been recommended by others that the guacamole and side corn is amazing, and the tortas are a must-have.

The flautas are fried, but somehow, they aren’t heavy.  I was a little sceptical about the corn inside, but it compliments the flavours SO well.  The chihuahua cheese also married well with the rest of the ingredients, and the ancho BBQ sauce was utter perfection.  And the flautas were rolled nice and tight, which made for easier eating and they didn’t fall apart.

All of the tacos we have tried all have the same things in common: lots of meat, perfect flavour combinations, light and tasty.  Each taco is topped with different things in order to best serve the protein, rather then top every taco with  cheddar, lettuce, and sour cream.  And I don’t like it when someone puts insane amounts of lettuce on something.  One time, the Artist got a fast food taco, and it was basically a smidgen of ground beef, unseasoned, and copious amounts of lettuce.  Nothing else.  But mission taco uses other flavour profiles like arugula, cabbage, avocado, pickled onions, different salsas and sauces, and instead of overloading the meat with twenty thousand toppings, they select a few that best go together, and create flavour combinations that just blow my mind away.  So.  Good.  The thought that goes into each and every dish, and specially choosing each ingredient so they all add something to the dish, is just amazing.  If you are in St. Louis, check out Mission Taco!!!  I cannot wait to go there again!!!

Then the Artist starts talking about his favourite foods, like burgers, and basically any meat.

Artist: There is nothing better then a freshly caught lobster and big bowl of butter.

Me: (laughing)

Speaking of food…

Artist: I need to eat more.

Me: (is he being sarcastic because he is holding his stomach saying that?) Actually, ya!  I ate normally yesterday and it was still more then you ate.

Artist: Ugh.

Me: And you need a lot more food, you are a bigger person and have tons of muscle that needs to be fed.

Artist: I need to eat more.

Me: I think it is because of who you are.  You are a romantic artist, obsessed with your craft that eating and other daily activities are not priorities.  Or do I need to feed you more?

Artist: Both.

Me: (laughing)

Artist: You know I’m kidding, right?  Yes because I am an artist, and no you don’t have to feed me.  But when you do, I love it.

Me: I will feed you lunch after I do the dishes, it is a pig sty in there.

Artist: (face beaming with excitement)

I think these thoughts he had stemmed from the delicious breakfast I made for him.  We did a hard workout last night, and I was feeling loving and generous so I offered to make him any breakfast he wanted.  It ended up being 3 scrambled eggs, a plain bagel with butter, and coffee- I even freshly ground the beans.  He isn’t a big fan of eggs, but eats them often for their nutritional value and protein, especially after a workout.  But for some reason today, he loved them!  He gobbled them up so fast, making “Mmmmm” noises as he ate.

He is so funny.  He was so grateful for such a nice breakfast, I was showered with gratitude and cuddles ❤  I think if he was any sweeter, he would melt.

He makes me laugh so often, that I have realized how much smiling and laughter can really have a positive effect on even the worst of moods.  He came home from a long day of working, all hot and sweaty from walking in the warm weather, and clearly, the best place to flop down as soon as you walk in the door after a hard day is the floor (right beside the soft, comfy couch) 😀

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And clearly, the best place to paint is in the kitchen, on the floor, in the muddy entry way 😀

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How can I not be so in love with him? ❤

“The Land of All Missing Items”

I think there are two common things that most people experience: always losing pens, and always losing socks.  Am I right?  Where do all the pens and socks go?!  I know I never recover them, as if they found a worm hole that is a portal to an alternate universe.  But for the Artist and I, it is more then just pens and socks.  Those would be the daily missing items that we experience, and despite all of my re-tracing of my steps, and insanity-induced searching in every nook and cranny, my socks and pens never turn up.  But I would take a lost sock or pen any day over the things that vanish for us that are much, much worse.

I have sent mail containing all my personal information and important government issued documents, with extra postage security, tracking numbers, delivery signatures- the works.  And when I go to track it online, there is no record of it.  So I contacted the post office and showed them my receipt and tracking number, and they also couldn’t find it, nor could an investigation.  At least I got reimbursed, but my mail as never recovered.

I have had articles of clothing disappear, entirely.  And of course they have to be my favourite ones.  In particular, a striped tank top.  I even had witnesses who saw me wearing it the day it went missing, and the Artist saw it in the closet. Then, boom- gone.  There were no windows open, no doors unlocked, no else was in the home or had been recently, no pets, nothing.  I searched everywhere.  I started tearing the closet apart, then the rest of the closets and clothing storage spots, then I started looking in crazy places like the kitchen cupboards and bathroom.  I searched like a lunatic in a frantic frenzy until the entire place had been torn apart.  You know when you get into one of those moods, and it is just driving you crazy to find this item, because you KNOW you saw it in a certain spot minutes ago that it HAS TO BE somewhere?!

This is when I came to the conclusion that all of these crazy disappearances that have happened throughout my life, have fallen into this crazy worm hole into the alternate dimension of “the land of all missing items”.

HA!

Most recently, I lost and important tax related document.  But sometimes, when the item in question is actually crucially important and you really need it, you have to cut your losses and focus on damage control.  None the less, I figured it out, but the original document remains a mystery. I have a great memory, especially for meticulous details, and when something isn’t exactly where I remember, it drives me crazy!  And because I have a good memory, and usually a witness (I ask the Artist to see where I put things because I have learned over time how useful that can be!), it makes be especially confused.

My only pair of black heels?  Gone.  Forever.  Exactly like the striped tank top.  This is just the tip of the iceberg, the most notable of circumstances.

But as the most recent event happened, the one with the important document, I checked the mail and had received a parcel from home.  I think my mother knows exactly when to put something in the mail so it reaches me a certain time- because aren’t all mothers a little psychic? 😉

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I just love the tin box! She knows me so well 🙂

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When I saw all this, I knew immediately where she bought the box of goodies- the local pharmacy, her favourite place to shop lol! The had a big sale on Rexall items and they have great gifts that are unique.

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Salt and pepper shakers!

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