Yesterday was the one year anniversary of me working at the place I do. Quite an accomplishment if I do say so myself. The day also marks 4 years with government. Don’t know what to think about that. Been getting paid the whole time, so that’s good.

In other news, 46 days until Spain.

2011 by Lindsie

January.
Nothing. I don’t remember. No wait. I started a new job. Did I report on this last year? I started a new position with Liquor Licensing (BC Gov) on Jan 4, 2011, the same date I started with them in 2008. It was a pleasant reunion with everyone (there was hugs!) and I’ve had a good year working there. It’s nice to have a permanant job*.

*For now**

**Mum doesn’t like it when I add that part. Hehehe.

February.
Nothing. February sucks.

March.
My birthday. Everyone celebrate!

April.
Nothing. Oh! Except I moved at the end of the month, so I spent most of April worrying about that and packing. Fun story: on April 29 I decided that I Would Watch The Royal Wedding (as this is something that Lindsie is meant to do, having memories of the other royal wedding that happened in 1981). In order to stay up that late- the thing started at 2 in the morning or something,-I needed to keep myself occupied. As I was about to move, the kitchen needed that end-of-occupancy clean out, so I watched the wedding coverage while scrubbing out my fridge and pulling out the stove. I made it all shiney. My landlord was super impressed, and also amused with my Royal Wedding Story.

May.

Dance recitals. I was in two this year, since I was doing classes with two studios. Fun and all but I’m only at one studio this year so hopefully only one recital. This year I did tap with the teacher I had in Duncan (Nanna!) at a new school. We danced to Michael Jackson. That show was at Victoria Event Centre, where they serve alcohol. Note: performing at a place where they serve booze the whole time makes for a fun show, especially if you are late in the line-up. The other show was at the Royal, which isn’t as intimate as the other place, but has a really nice backstage area. Mum and dad came and watched, and my friend Susan, as I did some flamenco and ballet. Good show. We went for dinner afterwards.

June.

Nothing. Actually I think in June I went to Vancouver to see Wicked. That was with my friend Julie, who is my musical theatre friend. We both bought t-shirts even though neither of us meant to. P.S. I love musicals. They make me cry and want to sing along and I love them.

July.
I watched the whole of West Wing and Knitted. Summer! Also, my friends Amber and Mia visited. In our second annual summer fun time, we did fancy dinner, and took double decker busses, and went Craigdarrough castle. We also ate cupcakes.

Aug.
Some summer dance workshops. Some moping around. Went to work. Benefitted amply from the wealth of my dad’s garden. (Speaking of which, did you know you can buy green beans at the grocery store? Both fresh AND in cans. *Why Would Anyone Do This*? Doesn’t your dad grow way too many and make you take them?)

September.
Whined a lot.

October.
This wasn’t that long ago. I should remember. I got sick around Thanksgiving, which was also exactly when I took my vacation time. I didn’t have any big plans or anything, but I was Quite Annoyed. All year my health has been really good. My doctor suggested, though, that I’m now just catching everything I hadn’t caught yet. I’ve also figured out my asthma so that it’s under contol. I puff a puffer twice a day, with an “emergency” inhaler for when I need it, most importantly, just before my dance classes. Breathing Lindsie is happy Lindsie.

November.
Seriously. I bought flamenco shoes. I don’t have a couch yet, but I do have flamenco shoes. Priorities. I realize that this letter is rather dance-centric, but I think about it a lot. That and how I’m going to feed myself around all my dance classes. Two of my favorite things are dance and eating. Another favorite thing is watching TV but that’s not really something one writes about in their Christmas letter. However, I’m only writing this right now because there’s nothing on to watch.

December.
Hasn’t really happened yet. So far so good. I just vacuumed a bit. I’m trying to make my house clean and tidy before putting up Xmas decorations.

January, 2012.
This hasn’t happened yet, either, but I want to keep going….

February 2012.
I’m going to Spain to take some flamenco workshops. I’m also going to drink sherry, and do other Spain things. Spain has never been on my radar of somewhere to visit so I don’t know what to expect!

And here is a bonus story .

I had a pretty good week at work.  It was nice going to a place where everyone was happy to see me.  My co-worker and I, both starting this week, got applause at the branch meeting when we were introduced, which I liked.  I’ve also gotten welcome back hugs.  That was just the first and second day.  Mostly everyone has left me alone because I have reading to do and for the most part try to look like I’m reading it.  My goal for next week is to try and get into a better sleep routine.  Booooo to being tired all the time.

Review of my first day of my new job: just spiffy! I just remembered I have to call Mum to tell her all about it…

1/2 hour later…  I called Mum and I remembered that I forgot things in Duncan.  But I had a lot to bring, so it’s not surprizing.  I made the mistake of hanging my nice pants in the cupboard while I was there, instead of leaving them in the heap in my suitcase.  So I forgot those.  I also forgot some dips and cheese in the fridge.  I remembered the dip when I got home and there are chips here.  But where is the dip??  Arrrg!  I also meant to bring the remaining soy cheese with me because no one will eat it otherwise.

I’m sitting just shy of the rain, watching the intersection of Blanshard and Pandora. (This is the location of my job). I don’t want to move much further away from this spot because I failed to bring an umbrella with me today and I don’t like to get speckles on my glasses. This was one of the reasons I obtained contacts, however, I am not wearing them today: it’s Monday and I didn’t have time this morning to put them in due to a mild sleep-in.

I had a dream last night that was inturrupted by the noise that the street painter truck makes. And then I had to get up and see what was going on. I missed the truck but I saw the orange mini-cones that the workers left behind to indicate wet paint. Just as well they were doing this in the middle of the night as today there is wet everything.

For someone who has sub-titled their blog “grandeur of summer” I sure haven’t written very much during described season.  The reason is thus: lazy and hot.  Today I have ballet class and then I’m going to get a Big Mac.  It is the last ballet class of this summer session and it has been well worth the time and money put in.  A good teacher and I am remembering how to position my body to do ballet.  Also, by ballet musles are reminding me that they don’t like to be used in this way, at least not after a year of atrophe.  It seems modern dance just doesn’t use them in the same way.

Next week I have five whole days of work, whereas this week I had only three (holiday on Monday and flex day today.)  Grrr.

Yesterday I didn’t want supper, I wanted shredded wheat with raisins.  And that’s what I had!  Tonight I was grown up and made stir-fry from a recipe.  I even had to buy meat.

This weekend I plan to do nothing, or close to it.  Unless I find something to do.

I have to ice my knees.

Last year at around this time I got laid off from my job and *tippity-doo* started a new one.  That was a good happening.

It’s summer now and I have plans.  These plans no longer include going to see Simon and Garfunkel in Vancouver.  Rrrg.  But I am going to go over and see the Lion King in stage musical form.  I’ve also got tickets for several more plays in Victoria.  Em.  Also dance classes. But these things are later.  For now: nothing.

Today I thought it would be good to write a story.  Then I remembered I am yet to download OpenOffice on my new thing, so I am in the process of that now.  The new thing came with Microsoft Works (??) installed, and I didn’t even know they still made that.  I didn’t want it to come with Microsoft works (??) installed, but I didn’t have a choice.  It was Microsoft Works (??) for free or pay extra to get Microsoft Office, which I didn’t want either.  I have nothing against Microsoft Office, I use it at work and it is quite jolly.  But Open Office is free, and I quite love it. Although I guess I have to set it all up again so it’s as I like it.  Shoot.  I’ll do that some other time.

I ate at the Reef twice this week, once on Monday with Susan, and again today with the cooworkers.  “We should have lunch,” said supervisor.  “We’ll go to the Reef,” I replied.  “When? Today?”  And so it was.

“Puffy” is a word I should probably stop using to describe people. But I didn’t start it. I got it from the movie “Grosse Pointe Blank”. Joan Cusack describes the people at her ten year high school reunion as just the same as they had been in high school, only puffier. That’s a good movie. I own it on VHS!

Did I tell you about that time… I probably have already, I find the story quite funny:

This one time when I was working at Wal-Mart (and you just know this os going to be a pretty great story with such an opening) these two women asked me for help in the girlswear department. They were sort of staring at me, agog, which isn’t strange– I mean, a helpful walmart employee? I’d be surprised, too. So I didn’t think too much about it. “Stupid customers” is what I no doubt thought to myself. Just after they left, however, I realized that they were two girls I knew from high school but I didn’t recognize them because they had become so puffy!

Right? Right?

None of my coworkers thought that this was as funny as I did. Maybe they hadn’t seen “Grosse Pointe Blank”.

I still don’t like the book I’m reading very much but I’ve gotten into the rhythm of of it, and the non-excitement.

I was in a bad mood this morning because the dishes I was washing wouldn’t stack properly or well in the dish rack to dry. I hate the sound of falling, clattering dishes. I even only have only one or two dishes in the sink at a time so they don’t clank against one another. Vexsome noises!

There is new toner waiting for me at the post office (ordering it online was cheaper than anywheres in town, even with postage.) I will try to be more responsible with this one, maybe, to make it last longer? Perhaps I will initiate a cleaner, more simple design in my publications. ??

I attended two meetings this week at work. I usually attend zero, or at most one every other week. They were not painful, were not meant to be meetings where everyone reports on what they are working on, which I don’t like, because then I also have to report on what I am doing, which means talking out loud, and having people look at me.