Big decisions, little aches.

Really, I think I just need to go to the damned gym. Achy all over, exhausted from insomnia – a result of not getting enough real exercise I’m sure. Of course the kicker is, that when I feel like this all I want to do is feign illness and crawl back home to bed. But instead, I will pry myself from the cube shortly and go jump up and down like a mad person – all in the quest of feeling just a little bit better than I do now.

Last week was one of those running-around weeks – I barely wrote, didn’t work out once, and somehow spent the whole weekend trying to catch up but failing miserably. At least I got more work in the garden done (garlic planted), groceries bought, and roots retouched. The essentials right? At least I got to the essentials.

Oh, and made an appointment with a Sunshine Coast realtor. That too. I’ve decided to sell the Gibsons house two and a half years after moving back to Vancouver because I just can’t afford to keep it any longer. Not only does the house cost several hundred more dollars per month to keep than I get in rent, but there are some large repairs looming (roof etc.) which I can’t afford without costly loans – and then how would I ever pay them back if I’m already operating at a monthly deficit? Oh yes, some day in the future the house will be worth so much more and then I can cash in….. but right now I can barely afford to pay the mortgage in the house I live in. So I’ve had to make up my mind about it and I’m going ahead.

Financial issues aside, I have a lot of stress about owning that house and I’m looking forward to shedding that aspect of my life as well. Increasingly I’m thinking about simplifying my existence – whittling things down to my East Vancouver existence for awhile….. but that’s for another post since right now I need to get off to the gym, and burn a few of these worries off so I can sleep better tonight.