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My move went well – the movers I hired were amazing.  I’m lucky, I haven’t had any bad experiences with movers so far.

I knew that when I sold my condo I would have to go through another purge of my stuff…as if the first purge I did before I put my place on the market wasn’t enough…actually it wasn’t.  But, I learned a hard lesson here, that I will never, ever and I mean NEVER accumulate so much stuff ever in my life again.

It’s all good, I needed to downsize because my future plans do not include me owning so much.  Plus, I just lost 400 sq. ft. of space, so I really have no choice either!  I’ve moved a few times now, but this is the first time that I’ve taken the time to really look at all that I own and decide that I needed to eliminate a lot of what I had because about 3/4’s of it I didn’t even use or remember that I had.  I don’t need a lot – less is always better – and I’m not a hoarder by any means, but I never really took the time to look through and organize my things when I moved back to Toronto 7 years ago and that definitely bite my ass when I moved this time.  And, this is the first time in 12 years that I’m back in a small space.  I’m pretty proud of myself though, because I was able to fit all my stuff into my little den which means I really downsized significantly.  So, now I just need to fit it all in my locker so that my den can be cleared out and set-up the way I want.

Anyways, I have some serious unpacking to do.  I’m not going to rush myself though, I’m going to take the time to set my place up the way I want.  I have found in the past that I always rush into everything I do, but this time I want to do it right.  And, the place I bought is new, never lived in.  I bought it as a sales assignment and learned a lot about the process, it’s rather complicated, but I’m happy with the outcome.

It’s nice to start fresh and have some money in the pocket too while I’m at it.  I’m definitely going to take a well deserved vacation this year.  Now, I just need to figure out where…too many destinations, just not enough time!



Steveston, BC

I’ve been clearing out my closets this weekend.  I ended up with a few garbage bags of clothes that I’m going to donate.  I’ve been on a rampage of sorts this weekend because I’m very determined to get my condo ready to sell this year.  It’s daunting for me to move again, because I hate it, moving is a pain in the ass – perhaps moving across the country twice has given me some sort of phobia about it.  But, my place is just too big for me.  I need to downsize.  There are many areas in my life I need to downsize.  I look around at all the stuff I have, all the things I’ve accumulated over the years and a majority of it I don’t even need.  I don’t even know why I bought it in the first place. 

I’ve been going through a lot of drama lately with my friends.  Not related to me (my own life is drama free, thank-you), mostly drama my friends are going through that I’ve needed to be there for them.  And, through it all, I’ve taken a moment to think about my own life and its direction.  I have a big goal I’m eyeing in the next two years and I’m feeling that its falling out of my grasp more and more.  Why?  Many reasons, most of which I can change, so its one of the reasons why I’m starting to get going on cleaning my condo to get it ready to sell.  The market isn’t great right now, I don’t live in a hot spot where my place will sell in a second, but I’m not giving myself a reason not to do this anymore.

My friends and I were talking about being self sufficient and living within our means.  And, living in my current place is not living within my means.  Its not that I can’t afford it, but I could save a lot more money, pay off a lot more things, have more financial freedom, if I wasn’t living in it.  Keeping it simple has always been my motto, and I’m starting to realize now that I really need to start living it again.  I may have fallen off this mantra of mine, but I’m getting back on it.

I have say though…those damn bags of clothes are freakin heavy!


The subject title looks like I’m going to go kung fu panda on someone, but nope, I’m not.  Nothing that exciting or funny.

I started clean sweeping my spare bedroom this past weekend.  I’ve been dreading it but decided its time to take some action.  When I’m worried or upset about something, cleaning seems to help.  It takes some of the edge off of what I’m thinking about or feeling.  Music also does the same thing.  But, music wasn’t going to do it.  Anyways, I started going at it and its overwhelming the amount of shit I’ve accumulated.  Amazing.

I went out and bought a bunch of bins to organize my stuff into so that when I eventually move, and I will, it won’t be so crazy.  For a moment there, I almost threw out all the packing boxes (that were organized with stuff and cleaned out) that I stacked neatly in my den and spare bedroom without looking at them.  Honestly, I have not had to open them to look for anything in the five years I’ve lived here.  But, I figured I should take a quick look at them before chucking them.  Just in case I stuffed some kinda documents inside.

I’m not a hoarder, in fact I’m the opposite of a hoarder.  But, in the past year I’ve just been buying stuff and then throwing the bags into the spare bedroom.  So, it became this mountain of bags that I wasn’t quite sure what was in them over time.  It was crazy.  The timing was perfect for it to be done.   It was good to have the cleaning to do and try not to think too much about what’s going on with my friend.

I’m no where near finished, which is sad.  What is even sadder is that I found about 10 lip glosses that I had bought over the past year…wtf?  I don’t need lip gloss for a very long time at the rate I’m buying them.  You see, I stopped wearing lipstick this past year and then apparently went on a lip gloss buying frenzy.  Sometimes I wonder about myself.

I’ll be back at my cleaning this weekend…hopefully I’ll finish it all this weekend.  Although I have my nephews this weekend, but I should be able to fit it all in, cause I can’t take anymore of this cleaning! 😉


I have a love/hate relationship with Toronto.  I left the tdot back in late 1996 only to return in 2003.  It was probably one of the hardest decisions I’ve made returning back to Toronto.  It was much easier to leave than to come back.  This is by no way an insult to Toronto, but leaving Toronto was made with the intention of not coming back, so deciding to come back was tough.

I love the buzz of Toronto, but its also what I hate about it.  Living 6 years in the west coast has made me appreciate the serenity of things and to take a moment to breath and live life.  Everything is at a much slower pace there and I learned to embrace it.

What else do I love about Toronto?  The beaches, St. Lawrence Market, Distillery District, Eaton Centre (it was my life back in the university days – oh the memories!), Harbourfront, Toronto Zoo, Art Gallery of Ontario, Centre Island, Old Chinatown (not as it is now, but back in the day).  The great restaurants and the different ethnicity’s represented here.

My hate for the city is what its become, too big for its britches.  And just the sheer craziness of the streets now.  I feel like it’s a task to do simple things like driving downtown.  Before I left Toronto it was never an issue, didn’t have to worry about traffic and now?  There is always traffic on the dvp.  How it’s changed.  And the climate, so much more pollution than before.  Personally, well, my life has completely changed since coming back.  I feel almost like an outsider, better now than when I first returned, but the feeling remains.

Anyways, I’m not really whining or griping about anything in particular, but I was just thinking about what the next few years will bring for me.  It reminds me that I have a lot of things to accomplish in order to reach a few goals I’ve set for myself.


I make a mean fried rice.  Actually, its better than any fried rice you’ll have in a restaurant.  I know, I’m being big time immodest, but seriously my fried rice is awesome.  All my friends agree, they love my fried rice, up there along with my wontons and stir fry’s.



Final Product:

I think I made enough for an army, but that’s the only way I know how to make fried rice, in large, huge portions. 

My fried rice has: bbq pork, mushrooms, green onions, eggs and shrimp.  I cut up everything and then cook it up individually before I throw it all in with the rice.  The reason why I cook the shrimp, eggs and mushrooms individually is to add more flavour to the final product.  I didn’t put any ham in this version, just the bbq pork.  It still came out great though.

I’ve mentioned it before and I’ll mention it again, I enjoy cooking.  Takes my mind off everything and I’m just thinking about my end product as I cook.  And last night it was yummy fried rice.