A New Path!

I am one week away from a new experience that I hope will be the start of a new outlook on life.  The old cliché of wanting more from life has hit me full force and instead of pushing those thoughts to the back of my already overloaded brain as I usually do, I have decided to take a different path.

I haven’t sold everything, quit my job and bought a ticket to Bali (that would be a bit drastic and I don’t think my husband would support it.)  Instead I have taken a baby step and have signed up for a “Weekend of Awakening Yoga Retreat” in the Canadian Rocky Mountains.

This might not sound like a big deal for most people but for an introverted, anxiety riddled, borderline crazy person with ADHD, this is a huge deal.  I thought hard about this retreat for a full week before I signed up and knew that once I had paid for it, it would be harder to back out because I may have anxiety, but I’m also frugal and not ashamed to say it.

There are a few things that scare me about this retreat:

  • A weekend with strangers!

  • What if everyone knows each other except me!

  • I have to share a room with a stranger!

  • I know very little about yoga!

  • There will be strangers there!

  • And so on and so forth!

You would think that at my age I wouldn’t have all these highschool phobias but I fully admit that I do (and that’s another scary part…what if I’m the oldest person there?).

At work I can draw on my knowledge, experience and common sense to guide me through any situation and I can fake self- confidence very well but in unknown situations I am a mess. Truthfully, I would rather stay home on the couch with my husband eating chocolate and watching movies but unfortunately, that doesn’t change my thirst for self- improvement or my quest to find more meaning and balance in my life.

So… I’ve decided to get off the couch and step off the hamster wheel for a few days. I need to take a new path towards self-discovery and my hope is that I learn some new tools to help me live a more meaningful life.

I also hope that through the principles of yoga I find a way to silence my brain for at least a moment.

Wish me luck!

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Summertime

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As the first day of Autumn approaches I’m holding on to Summer for as long as I can.  I love sitting still among the flowers and watching all the Summertime activity they bring.

Life can be crazy and living with ADHD adds to the chaos so I am purposely trying to bring peace and tranquillity into my life and seek out serenity wherever I can.

Funny how just sitting in the back garden can bring so much joy and happiness if you let it.

One Year Later……

One year ago we were camped out in a one star motel room in another town with our two dogs and very little else.  We were evacuated from our down town Calgary home by the rising  flood waters of the Bow and Elbow Rivers and I wasn’t prepared for the helpless feeling you get when you are faced with the unknown.  It’s not a secret to those who know me that my anxiety goes into overload when faced with a situation I have no control over (yes I am a control freak and I make no apologies for that).

At first we were not going to evacuate.  We can see the Bow River from our window and at that time I saw no imminent threat to our safety so even when the police came and told us to leave within the next few hours I told myself  they were over reacting (believe me when I say I have learned a lot since then).  Our sons phoned several times and told us to get out and to come and stay with them but since they live two hours away and I didn’t want to be that far away from our home we graciously declined their offer even when they persisted.  Eventually, we agreed that they would call around for us and find a hotel room that accepts dogs close by and we would leave.  Unfortunately, when 100,000 people are evacuated at the same time everyone has the same idea, there wasn’t a hotel room available within 100 kilometres.

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By this time it was 10:00pm and we were experiencing torrential rain.  We decided that the best thing to do was to stay put for the night and see how things looked in the morning (did I mention we have never been in an evacuation zone before).  Within the next half an hour we lost power, gas and water and the normally vibrant down town area of the city of Calgary was plunged into complete darkness.

My husband then decided that he would no longer listen to my arguments about staying and told me to pack some things and that we are leaving NOW!  With one flash light between us we put the dogs in the truck along with our overnight bags and  proceeded to leave our area.  Our neighbourhood is surrounded on three sides by river so we pretty much have to cross a bridge to get out.  By this time police and fire rescue were everywhere blocking access to our ‘hood and we realized that this was much more serious than we thought.  We finally drove to an area with a vantage point of our area and sat in disbelief.

We live across the Bow River from the wonderful Calgary Zoo and much of it was now under water.  A train bridge that spanned the river (the very one I walked our dogs under almost everyday) was  being swallowed by the rising water and there was a fully loaded train parked on it to try and weigh it down. We sat in silence watching the raging river for what seemed like hours before we finally looked at each other and decided we needed a plan because we were not going home any time soon.  We had received several calls from friends offering us a place to stay but we politely declined.  We didn’t want to burden our friends with not only putting us up but having two dogs to deal with too and there was no way I was leaving our dogs behind or putting them in the already overloaded animal shelters that were accepting pets of evacuees.  By 2:00am, after many phone calls we finally found a motel two towns away that welcomed us and our dogs with open arms.  With saddened hearts we left our vantage point knowing that we had no idea when or what we were returning to.

The next morning I came to the realization that I am a terrible emergency packer.  I had packed toiletries and plenty of clean knickers thankfully, but all I had to wear were 2 t shirts, a pair of shorts, a pair of flip flops and the wellies and clothes I was wearing the night before.  Hubby was happy he had packed his own bag at this point.  We sat in that cheap but clean motel room watching the news coverage in disbelief…… the whole down town area had flooded.  Water had backed up through the storm drains, had flooded underground tunnels and completely flooded underground parkades.

That’s when twitter became my friend. Our Mayor, City of Calgary and the Calgary Police took to twitter to communicate what was happening.  I can never thank them enough for keeping us all informed and calming our nerves during this unsettling time. We spent six long nights in that motel room before we decided that we could no longer live with not knowing if our home was affected, especially when all the photos on twitter showed the streets around us had flooded.

This 4 lane underpass separates our neighbourhood from downtown.

This 4 lane underpass separates our neighbourhood from down town.

Thankfully, we escaped damage. Our basement was bone dry which was amazing, especially when the condo complex behind us still had four floors of underground parkade underwater.  We still had no electricity or gas but ironically we had water.  After cleaning out our fridges and freezers filled with rotting food and checking our neighbours to see if everyone faired as well as us we made a plan.  We donned wellies and gloves and headed over to the next street to see if we could help in any way…. call it guilt but we couldn’t just sit there and watch others with basements underwater when we had faired so well.  By evening we were covered in mud, exhausted, still powerless but happy to sleep in our own beds.

Needless to say the next few weeks changed the lives of many Calgarians forever.  I am so proud of the city we have chosen to call our home. The resiliency of the people, the kindness of strangers and the can do attitude is what makes Calgary a great city to live in.   One year ago the city was in despair caused by the force of Mother Nature, one year later the city has declared today Neighbour Day to celebrate the people of Calgary and appreciate that without the kindness of our neighbours we wouldn’t be where we are today.

I’ve always been a little bit mad

I’ve always been a little bit mad.

Not “In a bad mood” kind of mad, more of an eccentric mad. Sort of a “Don’t mind her she’s just going a little mad” kind of mad. My husband has always joked that I’ll probably end up being one of those little old ladies wearing her bra on over her clothes. He has promised me that he won’t let me leave the house like that which is nice. I’m also hoping he won’t let me leave the house without shaving my chin of those five fricken hairs that I consistently pluck out even though it hurts like a bitch. I’ve seen those lovely little ladies with the chin hairs that are as long as my finger and it makes me kind of sad.

Last year, I was minding my own business thinking life is great, I was healthy, loving life and then bam…….anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks. What the hell was happening? My mind raced even more than it usually does in my ADHD brain. Anxiety, confusion, insomnia, memory loss, brain fog and my thoughts turned to dementia. “Aren’t I too young for dementia, what about Alzheimer’s, aren’t I too young for that?” Apparently not said the internet. Damn you Google!!!

Having had a hysterectomy and one ovary removed 9 years ago, I had been relying on my one little remaining ovary to keep me from early menopause. I hadn’t had my period since the surgery so had no visual warning that I could be going into menopause or peri-menopause (because apparently menopause just isn’t long enough on its own!)

The physical aspects of menopause I can live with. I will keep plucking those pesky little shithead hairs from my chin every few days even though I swear they are made from steel wool. I will keep dyeing my roots every 4 weeks and will try to not look too closely at the lines forming on my face and the random little brown spots on my hands that I will still call freckles. I will use reading glasses when I need to and not hide the fact that I’m blind as a bat without them in restaurants etc.

The mental aspects of menopause are a little harder to handle. There are many times that I struggle to string a sentence together. I can’t remember simple words or forget what I’m talking about mid-sentence. I lock my car door at least 3 times before I’m convinced it’s locked (okay to be fair I may have always done that). Don’t get me started on the damn mind fog which I can only describe as the feeling you would get if you hadn’t slept for days……or you suffer from insomnia (another lovely symptom that plagues me.)

The mental side of menopause is a lot harder to hide so I laugh along with my family who already think I’m a little eccentric and take comfort in the fact that they love me enough to let me know when I wear my clothes inside out or that I only have an earring in one ear or………

I guess all I’m saying is that nobody told me that peri-menopause or menopause or whatever stage I’m in will make me feel like I’m going insane and that pisses me off!

@PeopleofYYC

This week I have been asked to curate the @peopleofYYC twitter account.

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Last year I curated the @peopleofcanada twitter account during Calgary Stampede so there wasa lot to tweet about.  Calgary Stampede is over 100 years old and it seems the whole city (downtown anyway) does a little crazy during this time.  Last year’s stampede almost didnt happen due to the unprecedented floods that caused mass evacuation of Calgary’s downtown area.  We evacuated and had to watch the flooding coverage on a hotel room television, we watched our beloved zoo go under water and the Stampeded grounds vanished before our eyes.  So as you can see there was a lot to tweet about.

This curation is a different story.  Its bloody freezing cold and there’s not much excitement happening right now.  I will be forced to tweet whatever I’m thinking about so this could go terribly wrong….or not!

Wish me luck….or better yet, come on over to @peopleofyyc and help me out 🙂