So I’ve got to get a tooth replaced by an implant, which is really going to suck. Not just because any dental work genuinely sucks (and boy does it), but this stupid implant is going to run me about $4000 in the end, and I am not pleased about that. I’ll have to save up for most of it over a few months, and that’s fine because it’s a series of appointments. But it’s $4000!! That’s a really nice trip to Europe guys! I’m so not impressed with myself for getting into this situation in the first place.
In other news, I’ve set myself a lifestyle plan that I think I can actually stick to. I need to lose a pound a week. This is a fact. I am overweight and something needs to be done about it. I’ve said this multiple times, but I feel different this time. Something inside me is actually motivated to do this. I’m not sure if it’s because I’ve set a reasonable goal, or because I set it long term. You see I want to lose 50 pounds. That’s right, that many pounds to lose. I’ve given myself a goal date of labour day 2017. So basically a pound a week for a year. That is totally do-able if I can just stick to watching what I eat, and moderately exercising. The key diet change will be via weight watchers and their points tracking system. The exercise will be via Beachbody and the YMCA. I can do this. I have to do this. Besides, with the $4K tooth coming, I won’t be able to eat out anyway.
Can-Con is coming up soon, which I am very excited about. I hope it gets the ideas and words flowing. But I also signed up for a 10-week creative writing workshop via OttawaU’s continuing education courses. I’m incredibly excited and totally nervous about this. For all that I have been writing my entire life, I have never workshopped or talked about my work with anyone other than close friends and family. This will definitely be a change and a challenge for me. I’ll keep you posted on how it goes.
I’ve been having ups and downs lately. Most days are ok, and mostly things in my life are fine. But then there come those days where I am inexplicably down. I miss my mom. She has left a huge hole in my life. I live alone, so if I wanted to talk to someone about my day I always called my mom. Now there’s not really anyone to fill that role for me and I have to accept that things are different now, that my life has changed. It’s becoming easier to accept, though it does still make me sad.
Soon we’ll be September. Damn summer went by fast.