Thoughts on moving on

Well, the workshop at the Daily Grind Art Shop was a hit and I got to meet some nice ladies who seemed to be quite taken with my offerings. We repurposed greeting cards into little boxes (perfect for just one perfect carmel fudge or a piece of small handmade jewellery), gift tags, and tree decorations. As well, we reused magazine by transforming them into Christmas cards and envelopes, gift bags and, of course, those cute little Christmas trees. Just perfect to use in a tablescape or to decorate a hall table, book case, or mantel. Walked home down Somerset Street a real high.

It's odd that I get so nervous before holding a class but always leave feeling on top of the world. Must be the vibes I get in those workshops.

Anyway, I woke this morning at 6:00 am to the bang, slam cacophony of garbage trucks collecting the trash behind Bank Street cafes and restaurants. No milk - so tea instead of coffee for breakfast. But it was so sunny and clear that I couldn't feel too upset. Filled a few more storage boxes before heading out for my milk and stopping for a coffee at Bridgehead.

In some ways I've gotten fond of my second storey basement apartment but there are some things I won't miss. For example, having to make my toast outside on the balcony because if I do it in the kitchen it sets off the smoke alarm and wakes the neighbours who now just yell at me to turn it off (when it happened for the first time, I heard people rushing out of their flats and heading for the stairs before I shouted it was  a false alarm!). I won't miss the concrete construction of the building which, although it deadens voice and music noise, is so unforgiving when it comes to impact noise - who clacks around on high heels at all hours and all over the place every so often? And, of course, there's the early morning chorus of the garbage trucks which come EVERY MORNING!!!

The fire engine and ambulance and traffic noises don't bother me = only the street cleaning truck that stops beside my building for a break drives me nuts and has me thinking of wicked ways to turn off the engine. Hasn't anybody heard about how damaging idling emissions are to the environment??

But I admit, I love living downtown. I'm close to everything I need - grocery stores, library, pharmacy, cafes, craft (Staples - really a business supply store but so much more for me!!). It's all a mixed blessing.

So that's me today. Ciao!