You know what the BEST thing about living in a complete mess of an apartment is?
… continuing to make a complete mess and NOT GIVING A CRAP.
Good morning and happy Monday, guys!
As I mentioned last week, the return from my trip was really hard, and I have been feeling really homesick. As the days passed, these feelings became more manageable. I still feel homesick, but I’ve also been able to have a pretty awesome week.
I have been busy – albeit very, very slowly – unpacking all my stuff back into my little apartment. And once again, completely embracing the mess that this has involved. Seriously guys. I love living in a disaster of an apartment. “Oops. Spilled flour on the floor…. I’ll get to it later.” “Oops. No clean plates. This plastic bag will do fine.” “Oops. Sorry friend, you’ll have to climb over those boxes if you want to go pee. It’ll be good for you.”
…. it’s so freeing.
Maybe it’s just also my mindset at the moment. I haven’t felt stressed or rushed to get my packing or any of my other “things,” done. I’ve been doing things only when I kind of want to. I’ve been spending money without guilt. I’ve been eating out and eating when I feel hungry (what a concept, eh!?). I have not been making my bed and have yet to get to my box of bathroom mess sprawled around my toilet. Granted, the first half of the week I was feel really, really tired and literally just had zero motivation to do… anything. Which sort of is a blessing for those of us easily anxious, busy body folk. Now that my energy has finally picked back up, I seem to be retaining this kind of….new…relaxed energy.
Maybe my trip, and my summer, did more subconscious good than I thought? Hmm…
ANYWAYS. I was so excited to get back to Meg’s Week In Review party and review my past week. And to get back to some routine and (somewhat) normalcy again. So let’s see all the memories from last week that have left me smiling, ya?
Upon landing in Toronto, feeling awfully sad – and also unable to move into my apartment for another four hours – I took myself directly to my favorite restaurant, Fresh. The best self care time killer I know.
Quinoa/kale/tempeh/sweet potato/gogi berry/nut and seed/sunflower sprout salad + side of journal
Went to see a jazz show
Spent a day and a half in Guelph with Dan. We slept, relaxed, walked and ate ALL the best food.
Picked up a pizza from “Breadbar” – a restaurant in Guelph that uses only local ingredients from a farm just outside the city – only to come home to a locked house. So. Sat on the deck and drank all the wine. No glasses and no cutlery necessary, thankyouverymuch. Best memory of my week.
This pizza was half “Green Goddess,” with mixed greens, goat cheese and garlic tahini and half “Beeline” with proschiutto, honey and lemon ricotta. SERIOUS noms.
Dan works in the most lovely little restaurant, with a lovely little porch. He took me there for both lunch and breakfast.
Porch Lunch: Baba Ganoush veggie wrap + squash/beet/feta/pecan salad, split for two.
A scone. An incredible, huge tea biscuit scone with jam infused centre, to be exact.
While he was at work, I took myself out for… yet another…scone (seriously, you’d think I’d be craving something else after having quite a number of them during my trip, but the craving just seemed to increase once I landed. Maybe I’m just paying tribute to all those scone I didn’t let myself have on the trip?). Paired it with the most delicious coffee and finished off my two blog posts.
With Dan’s supreme help (and rented van), I toted around the city picking up all of my boxes and bags (that were either bussed or being help captive at a friends’ place) and got EVERYTHING back into one place in my apartment. Including two new pieces of furniture I salvaged from a friend. #frugal #score
I very, very slowly unpacked all of said boxes and bags – rearranging some cupboards, setting up my new shelves and doing a bit of re-decorating. That’s got to be the best part about fall, or moving, or just starting a new year – the opportunity for new organization and starting “fresh.” Ahh. Such a good feeling.
My new pantry! Note: NO ONE LET ME GO TO THE BULK ZONE. #ihavetoomuchstuff
I returned to and ate ALL (and ONLY) my favorite foods. Fresh…Scones… sweet potato… kale salads… pizza. Out of comfort and out of missing my own kitchen… it all happened.
Sweet Potato Nachos with avocado cream and all the cheese. Craving handed over by Sarah, but also reminded me of my own sweet potato “poutine.”
You guyssssss. Bet you aren’t surprised it took all of, what, one week being back before you saw this guy again. Yep. I couldn’t last any longer. I had to re-create the goat cheese, avocado, kale, quinoa, cranberry goodness that I fell in love with this summer. Think I did pretty well at replicating the honey-lime-poppyseed dressing, too! MAKE THIS.
To finally end my 4…5… 6? day scone fix, I even returned to a few tried-and-true breakfasts and sat at my own table.
Single Serving Oat Pancake / Sunbutter / Jam / Fruit
I took myself out for my first Pumpkin Spice Latte of the season. When I first saw a pumpkin ad (as soon as I got off the plane), I was initially thinking not even I’M ready for pumpkin season to begin. But then Emily had to go and post this roundup, and that ad was still in my brain and… yeah. I caved. I still think its a little early though, no?
So I like cinnamon…
I got my hair cut
I went to lens crafters and started my search for new glasses
I went to a nice relaxing yoga class, to help stretch out my car bum, and did some stretching and a meditation on my own.
I finished my paper work for a monologue I need to present this week. I love Shakespeare.
I rehearsed my lines for my rehearsals that start this week, including galavanting around my apartment practicing a grungy bronx/New York accent. Do “galavanting” and “bronx” work in the same sentence?
I emailed my dentist and my photographer to book appointments, my eye doctor to order new contacts and my health insurance to make a confirmation. And my parents. Twice.
Paid my health insurance fee.
Got all the essential groceries back in my fridge.
Had a wonderful morning reunion with my farmers market. Can you say farmers back bacon and kabocha!?
I watched 4…5?… episodes of Gilmore Girls.
I relaxed. I relaxed a lot. I even eventually caught up on sleep.
Made all the mess. So many messes. And loved every one.
And that was my week. And here it is – tomorrow I start back at the Academy and begin rehearsals for the first of FIVE public shows I will be doing this year. I can’t really believe I’m back and my little independent life is slowly getting back to how it was before I left. I know in another week it will feel like I never even left, but right now I’m still riding the exciting vibes of the beginning of fall, new fall air, new routines and starting fresh. I’m feeling really safe in my house right now. Something I wasn’t feeling at the end of last year. I know I need to continue doing what I’m doing (aka relaxing and letting the self care thoughts win) because I feel like the moment I stop… well, its a bit of a “Humpty Dumpty” scenario. Only without the kings’ men.Back Click To Tweet
How do you like to “start fresh,” at the beginning of the fall?
Pumpkin spice. Too early?
What part of your house is a complete mess?
Popping in here for a real old-school What I Ate Wednesday (er, Monday…