I had raggedy sleep last night. No alarm though due to the Labour Day long weekend. I spent the morning researching and ordering a tech item to create a special effect for the upcoming show. Although I think Aiden and I created something wonderful with what we had available, it seems the Directors want more and it’s their show. I will meet the challenge. I can honestly say I am on my way out though. I’m not sure where I will point my creative drive once I have handed over the reins but I do see that my goal to lessen my stress, live my true life and get healthier is achievable. Acting is my passion but so is photography, writing, remodeling, family and so much more. It occurred to me that I may have thrived more under isolation. I like time for me. For brunch i tried some Chicken Bacon in my new microwave cooker. It was delicious and perfectly cooked.
Argh as I am writing I have my 90 Day fiancé show playing. As I wasn’t holding the remote I was instantly grossed out by the Dr Pimple Popper and toe fungus commercials.
It rained and blew hard in the night so I spent time taking care of a few things around the yard, gathering my money back recycles, etc. before heading to work for a bit. I managed to get a file done and sent for more info and then gathered a bunch of files together to send back in the inter office mail pouch. I decided I needed to start things moving forward and give back the files I won’t be working on in the next two months or that need to be reassigned soon so I can train/assist. I was overwhelmed with a funk, a near depression, a flood of emotion. This happens when I am dealing with something I know i must do or when someone in my life is struggling with issues. Today could have been either. I did find the mail I had received last week that brought me joy, a letter from the Mayor. I know it’s à formality but it’s a very nice touch.
My joy was in returning home to the beauty of my only blooming sunflower shining bright in the 14 degree day
I brought in my laundry and loaded up the empties and Bill’s post hole augers I’d borrowed as well as a thank you bottle of wine. Before I left to deliver I finally hung my name sign in the shelter of my porch. It was painted for me years ago by my dear friend Jenny Bradford. I miss her and her love Erin very much. They were always good and kind and freaking entertaining.
I dropped off the tools at the Perreault’s and stood amongst the sun flowers in their garden eating cherry tomatoes. It was a soul filling moment. Next was off to the SPCA just off the highway out of town. There is a Road in that ends at a gate which is locked when they are closed and beside it is a lean to where you can donate empties. as I approached I saw a young guy coming towards the gate from the other side. It seemed odd but I presumed him to be an employee and hoped he wouldn’t ask me for a ride as I didn’t have spare mask with me for him. I pulled up and got out to put my bag of empties in the shed. That was when I noticed he was awkwardly trying to climb through the gate rather than open it or hop over. He kept his face hidden and made me wonder if he was under the influence. He seemed to get stuck at one point and I think he may have sacked himself. It was at this point that I just got back in my car and backed up to turn around. Just then a green pickup truck came down the lane toward us but stopped suddenly when it saw us and did a u-turn. I was now driving slowly towards it but it had pulled off to the left and as I passed I couldn’t see who was driving. After I passed it did a u-turn again so I crept along keeping it in my rear view mirror. When I stopped on the road it stopped too. I was already suspicious of the walker so I waited to see if he jumped in the truck but he just stumbled along past it without any apparent acknowledgement. At this point I grabbed my phone and tried to call the SPCA but got a message as I suspected so I called the non-emergency RCMP number. I could have driven back and gotten a license plate but didn’t want to get trapped down a single lane. I gave a report similar to all above. About half an hour later I got a call from a constable who said she had actually hopped the fence and it looked like every thing was in order at the SPCA and all the empties were there. She did find it strange someone was on the other side and asked me for a full description. She felt the two things were unrelated potentially but I likely interrupted something. She was going to make a few more rounds over the evening and thanked me for calling it in. I can’t explain my hinky feelings but I am glad I follow through. I do need to have the reflex to take a pic sometimes though. I also am super happy she let me know!
triumphgal 