As I’ve gotten older, time has felt like it’s gone by so much faster. From what I’ve gathered from conversations over text, coffee and seen on Facebook posts, it’s a pretty normal feeling.
Dat 2018 tho? Time is flying at light speed, and it’s also stood completely still.
2018 is almost half over, and I feel like everything about my life has completely halted.
Every Friday (weekend, woooo!) I find myself thinking, wellp, there’s another one. Not much about it feels gratifying, other than the made-it-through-another-week thought. Pile these together, and I find myself with what feels like a lot of wasted time.
It’s not entirely true though. I’ve been to a handful of baseball games, seen some sunshine, made little changes to the apartment, went to Portland and Vancouver, made some stuff. *Shrug* Those were fun :)
I also know it’s all on me to work my perspective.
It’s now been over a month since writing about how I am (was supposed to be) working on developing my new day-to-day. Hahahaha, I still haven’t. I do what I’m supposed to, some stuff I feel like doing and drudge through some of the stuff I need to be doing. *Shrug* At least I’m being present!
Awareness is the first step in changing just about anything.
Time is the one thing we can never, ever get back. Appreciate it and use it wisely.
In my journey of discovery, life (and death) happened, taking a major toll on my day-to-day life. Forward movement and growth were no longer a priority, but learning how to restabilize as well as find the space to properly grieve.
In writing this, it’s made its way up the list, albeit not yet to the top. So yay, progress!
I am alive, I am fine, I am in a good place, and I am grateful.
However, I’m still processing a lot of things, including what I want my “normal” day-to-day to look like. Additionally, reminding myself that IT’S OKAY to take the time to build myself this foundation first.
One of my goals for 2017 was to read more nonfiction. I was inspired by some people I know to try out historical nonfiction. I figured I’d get the action and excitement that I look for in books (because I’m an escapist reader) and learn more about historical events.
However, I didn’t do that. I stuck with nonfiction, but it was all personal development. Sorry, again, history. I follow a few PD writers via email and Medium, and I don’t even remember if the books I read were recommended by them or not. At least some were. Oh well; that’s not my point. Maybe I’ll compile a list of articles, authors and resources, but not quite yet.
All of my PD reading, whether it be articles, emails, books, seminars, meetups, what have you, shows me someone else’s completed journey. Or at least further along. I don’t believe our journey is over until we expire.
Point is, these authors and coaches are -already- doing what they love, have found their purpose and/or passion, or at least a part of it. I can feel it in their writing. I want that for myself, and I know I can have that, someday.
Everything I’ve come across is helpful in its own way. Authors cover the same topic in their own ways. They do well describing where they were, what they were feeling and how they overcame. Each example is another great tool to have in my PD toolbox.
But it’s all past tense. They’ve already implemented it.
Me? Nah. I’m still sitting here and the only place I’m going is where this the bus I’m on is taking me.
I feel that my journey hasn’t even started. I mean, I know it has because I’m thinking, pondering and now I’m at least documenting it.
This time in my life is the longest prologue ever.
It’s been almost a year since I’ve written. Life has been weird. It was weird before that, and it’s still weird now. That’s that, and that’s why I’m here now.
For a handful of years, I’ve stumbled through life questioning just about everything, as is my nature. While curiosity is generally seen as a valuable attribute, it’s a double-edged sword when I get too curious about myself and my life.
My most recent years have been extra full of introspection due to a few key life situations. Again, introspective by nature, and introspection is a good thing, blah blah blah. But it sometimes gets to a point where I drive myself mad if I let it go too far. I end up feeling even more powerless, very alone, selfish and greedy, misunderstood, stupid, different, never good enough, that I didn’t take the right path earlier in life, helpless.
My brain knows that none of those things are true. At the same time, it can be so hard to shake the feelings. I am not a woe-is-me person, even though I can evaluate a situation as negative, I can still (and do) find the positive perspective. I do that with my life as a whole, situations I observe, and situations I have to work through. No, it’s not easy. It’s habit, and I’m grateful for that. Thanks, earlier-in-life trauma, for pushing me to work through that.
Those things continually led me to the age old question. What is my purpose and/or passion?
I’d love to tell you that this past year was so eye-opening, I’m in love with my life and I know what it is I’m meant to love and do.
Wellp, I’m not. I have no idea.
I’m an average girl with your average adult responsibilities, I’m good at some stuff/not expert at any, my weight is average, my height is below average (can’t help that one), I have a couple good friends, I’m average at video games and sports, I don’t eat *too* terribly.
I’m just normal.
But I know there’s something more.
I’m capable of so much more.
I WANT to be doing so much more.
These things, I DO know.
This desire has burned within me for a really long time.
This is exactly where I am at right now. Wanna hang out?
Here’s a basic, completely honest guide to what was inside my head during 2013 as categorized by five(ish) values that I chose before the end of 2015.
(Writing an annual review was inspired by James Clear, an author whose works help make me better)
I didn’t go into very much detail about “things” and “stuff” as it’s meant to be more of a general overview. During 2017, I’ve already got it down as a goal to document these things specifically ;)
Note: This post pertains only to myself and not much outside of that.
Wellp, here goes!
Life in General
The things that happened and feelings I had in 2016 were pretty unfortunate towards the first half of the year, yet have seen improvements in just about all areas throughout the second half.
The main events that have had the biggest effect on me, in no particular order, are:
Creativity and its drive
I’ve only really spoken friends about the hardships my family has gone through this year and my reactions to it, the impact of my relationship on me as a human being, and my own internal hardships. All of which I’m really hesitant to post on the internet, even on my fairly private Facebook, as opposed to a public blog. These will stay in my personal journal for now.
Overall, I’m glad for the upward swing of the last few months of 2016. My desire is to take hold and make flourish these good feelings. It’s refreshing after years of… Not.
What went well?
My mind has started to break down the tight walls I’ve subconsciously built over the few years prior. I’m talking about in the realm of learning new job skills, new For a good while, “no idea” really meant “I don’t have any ideas and I’m so numb that I don’t care to find any.” Now, “no idea” has become “I have so many ideas and don’t know how to narrow them down to just choose and/or focus on one right now”. This an immense improvement!
As the year progressed, the stationary, lack of knowledge flow finally started to get to me and things that I’d been interested in learning before had begun to surface.
I’ve taken a few one-day courses and read up on a few fields. It’s been fun.
What didn’t go well?
For the first third of the year, I had little desire to add anything big to my brain. I’d learn new sewing, knit and crochet techniques when I needed them, but that was the extent of it.
I learned that the community colleges here have a much higher per-unit cost than I had imagined, and I am not in a position to go into debt. Investing in education pays itself off? Maybe. I still haven’t used my Bachelors degree. I also cannot justify the dollars and debt for something I’m not head over heels passionate about.
The one-day courses and reading for knowledge that I mentioned above was really great, but I still haven’t wrapped my heart around anything to further professionally pursue yet.
What are you working towards?
Overall, my learning focal point has been on career skills. I’m really great at my current job, I’m glad that my skills are of a great use and more than anyone had expected, that my work is valuable to the company and most individuals. However, the nature of the work doesn’t lend itself well to fulfilling my need to be creative.
I’m working towards skills I can use in side work, and if I love them enough, maybe make an entire career pivot.
What went well?
I’ve made a lot of stuff this year. Learned new techniques, made wearable clothing, sold some stuff, and have ideas for more things I want to make.
I’ve started implementing thumbnail sketching for digital designs. Okay, one design. But it’s worked out well, and I intend to keep doing this!
What didn’t go well?
I usually only make things when I need something, and then figure out what to make to fill that gap. I still don’t really make anything that doesn’t have an immediate purpose. This is something I should do, but, as I’ve always said, I’m not good at making something from nothing, including ideas. I should, though, just to practice and get experience. Knowing myself, making a thing will trigger more ways to manipulate the pattern and give it new meaning and generate more idea for me to play with.
There were a couple of things that I had picked up supplies for but haven’t begun..
What are you working on?
Working on fixing what didn’t go well.. I’d like to start making things that I don’t necessarily need to fill a gap in order to hone in on whichever crafting skill, and then put them up on Etsy so they can get some use (and not clutter up my apartment!) more info on this later :)
What went well?
Looking around the internet these days, we find encouragement to just be our own selves and not conform to whatever standards. There are still limitations I put on myself, but that’s just me.
In a staying true to myself and feelings, I’ve made it a point to express myself more thoroughly. When something makes me happy, when something makes me unhappy. There’s something liberating about it, but…
What didn’t go well?
People are generally happy to hear what good they bring, but less so when they’ve brought something less than that. For the less made me feel like I’m turning into a complainer, I feel like I sound whiny and/or bitchy, and I don’t always feel like I’m being taken seriously.
What are you working on?
Probably just not expecting to be listened to. It’s either that or keep my mouth shut..
This is a tough one.
What went well?
I’m pretty good at looking on the bright side of things :) I feel like I give people the benefit of the doubt and allow myself to trust what they say. Even if I have a little skepticism, it helps to keep this in mind, and face the fears of being let down by either myself or others.
What didn’t go well?
Being let down a few times. But that’s my fault for attaching expectation to optimism.
What are you working on?
Separating that expectation from general optimism.
What went well?
I feel like I’ve done well expressing my gratitude for the people in my life and the things they do for me.
Showing compassion and gratitude towards the people around me is something that never fails to fill my heart, so I make it a point to let them know how much they mean to me.
What didn’t go well?
I’ve been having trouble balancing the gratitude I have for something, even when it’s not exactly what I want it to be.
For instance, work. I’m really happy knowing that I’m great at my job and that my work is important, and I’m definitely grateful for having my job and the people I’m lucky enough to work with. At the same time, the work isn’t as fulfilling as I want it to be, I don’t feel like I’m contributing to the greater good and my position certainly doesn’t lend itself well to the creativity I want to bring to my working life.
What are you working towards?
I’m working on being happy and grateful for what I have, as well as telling myself IT’S OKAY to want more, without feeling guilty, greedy or ungrateful.
I’m still continuing to come up with more and more ways to remind people that I am grateful for them <3
I only widely (okay, via social media) announced that I’d be undergoing LASIK the day it happened..
Since it’s been done, the most questions I’ve received from friends and family aren’t about the procedure itself, but the healing and how they are now.
Please remember that everyone will react differently, and this is solely MY experience. For instance, I met a colleague last week saying that he had no light halos, but wasn’t able to really see at all for nearly 10 hours post-surgery. Very different from my healing, but his vision came out just great!
There are a number of known side effects that can occur, and they’re perfectly normal to have, and will likely go away over time. This is a huge thing I’ve made sure to keep in mind. Things will NOT be perfect out the gate, or even for a little bit after. But it’s NORMAL! If I take care of them properly, I know I’ll be just fine :)
My post-surgery regimen consisted of the following:
Wear sunglasses while outdoors for 3 months
Wear the provided lightweight goggles for showering and sleeping for 3 days
One set of drops 3x/day for 3 days
Two other sets of drops 3x/day for 7 days
Preservative-free artificial tears for dryness as needed
No swimming or sports for 3 weeks; Use eye protection after the 3 weeks.
No running/biking/strength training for 2 weeks (Wahhhhh)
No rubbing eyes or squeezing them closed
Since I’m 2 weeks into healing, my drops regimen is complete and I just use the artificial tears as needed. I still have light halos and need to wear sunglasses. Other than being careful driving at night, being mindful in general and making sure I don’t forget my sunglasses, it’s pretty low maintenance!
It was explained to me that protection from the sun’s UV rays is extremely important for healing! UV rays, as we know, are quite damaging. This is why we wear sunscreen.. To protect our skin cells from sunburn!
For the eyes, sunglasses do the trick. UV rays can harm your cells and increase the chance of scarring. I’m pretty sure that one DOES NOT WANT SCARRING ON THE EYEBALLS. So, I’m playing it super duper safe here and wearing them anytime the sun’s out and I’m out, even if it’s cloudy. Of course, not when it’s dangerously dark with em on.
I picked out a cute, cheap pair to start with, and Justin made sure they looked fine on me. They’re comfortable on me, have really good coverage, are polarized and offer 100% UV protection. Perhaps later, I’ll find a nice, quality pair instead of cute, cheap ones. Or not. Cuz these really do the job well, and I’m cheap frugal.
I’ve never needed sunglasses simply because I never been able to wear them with my regular glasses. Sunglasses are such a new concept to me! Regular glasses never left my face, so I’ve got a higher chance of losing these since I take them off.
To make sure I keep them with me at all times, I made a little sunglasses bag with some scrap fabric I had. I kept my drops (when I still needed them) and an extra tissue in the bottom, and I even put in a small pocket to store the artificial tears since they’re good to keep around.
One of the first things I noticed was the increased dryness. I felt like I had to use the artificial tears multiple times per day to have them feel normal. The dryness decreased dramatically after the 4th day. I went from lots of times per day to just a few times per day. After about a week and a half, it was closer to once per day.
Yesterday and today, I haven’t needed them at all! I keep them with me in case I do need them. Plus, I have that little pocket in my sunglasses bag. It’s cute, okay?!
Light Halos and Light Sensitivity
I’ve read that light halos can last up to a few months, and I look forward to the night/morning that I look at my FitBit screen and DON’T see the cloudy halo. I can’t find a good photo on the internet of how it is for me, but I compare seeing light halos to seeing the moon on a slightly foggy night. You see the moon clearly, but it has a little cloud of light around it. I do not see a distinct circle at the outside of the cloud like some of the internet photos do. I can also pretty much see the shape of the light itself.
They can be kind of annoying and interfere with more than I realized.
The halos are more prevalent when it’s something light against something dark. It also happens, however, when you have something dark surrounded by something much lighter. Not necessarily brighter. This is the more annoying kind because the halo part kinda starts interfering with the dark stuff I’m trying to focus on.
For a while, I was thinking the vision clarity hadn’t settled in (which it probably hasn’t), but I realized that it’s the halos making darer things appear more blurry. The lighter things seem, the more halos there are.
It took me a while to realize that my eyes are more light sensitive now. I don’t know if this is is permanent or not, but it’s tolerable. Not at all like getting my pupils dilated that one time! Sometimes I have trouble transitioning from primarily light environments to darker ones. Like going from outside to inside. When I do this, the halos around the highlights seem bigger and my vision seems “worse” until I get used to it.
Again, I didn’t realize how much the halos were the culprit of the unclarity until I put my sunglasses on while in front of my computer at work. The dark text on the light screen was getting eaten by the cloudies! It really helped with the eye strain I was starting to feel. My coworkers know what’s going on, but I still felt the need to explain why I was wearing sunglasses at my desk. (Why am I so self-conscious??)
My first day back at work (4 days after surgery), my eyes felt so strained and it wasn’t terribly pleasant. I’ve had a couple days good and a couple days sub-par. But I realized that when I put my sunglasses on, everything turned much sharper, and I realized what was happening.
I now keep a pair of swag sunglasses, the kind that end up being given away for free as promo items, at my desk. They’re not polarized so they don’t mess with the LCD screens. I love rainbows and all, but not those ones! I still have a little bit of halo-ing, with sunglasses, but they’re drastically reduced.
Weird Effects I Wasn’t Expecting
These aren’t medically wrong things or anything. Just some life adjustments and differences I either didn’t expect or appreciate more than someone who might be used to having normal vision or contacts.
With all the drops I needed to use, plus not being allowed to rub my eyes, I found that I really annoyed that I couldn’t effectively clean my eyelashes! The drops would stick there and just dry because I didn’t want to risk rubbing or poking my eyes, even through my eyelid.
Things within up to about 3 ft of my face appear larger than they did when I wore glasses. Coins on the table look bigger. No, that’s a nickel, not a quarter (darn!). Food portions look huge!! I keep having to ask Justin if [this] is bigger than normal or if it’s just my vision. Insert kind of dirty joke here.
I wonder if people think it’s weird I’m wearing sunglasses when it’s cloudy and not particularly bright out. I don’t want to be judged as one of *those* people who can’t handle the day because they made less-than-good decisions the night before ;)
Seeing in the shower is AWESOME!! I can tell the shampoo bottle from the conditioner bottle without bringing them up to 4″ from my face. Objects in the shower have real SHAPES! The shower curtain, shower head, soap, bottles, drain, the tub faucet, etc.. They’re not just oddly shaped blobs!
I can read in bed, on my side, without threatening to smash my glasses and/or face into my glasses!
When things aren’t super clear, I’ll still try to move or adjust my now non-existent glasses.. And shamefully shake my head at myself for doing so. After reading in bed, sometimes I’ll even attempt to take them off. Only to find that they’re not there.
On particularly less good days (I don’t want to call them ‘bad’ because they’re not bad. They’re really just less good), my brain just feels like I can’t see because I’m not wearing glasses. Except I CAN see.. AND I’m not wearing glasses. This one is hard to explain. Maybe my brain is just tricked into not seeing well when I’m not wearing glasses? 23 years of association there, I suppose.
This probably goes with the objects by face are smaller than they appear thing, but I feel like things end up being a lot closer to my face than before. Especially during the first week, I developed a heightened fear or jabbing myself in the eye. I never came that close before with glasses, so it shouldn’t be different without. I think I’m just extra paranoid of ruining all the work I just had done.
Stuff I Look Forward to Doing Without Glasses
Seeing in the shower
Amusement park rides! I’ll be able to see where I’m going when rolling on a coaster around at 30-60mph!
Seeing at water parks
Using my DSLR’s viewfinder
Not stabbing people or my own eyes when hugging them
Swimming and being able to see and/or not risk losing my glasses
Well, that’s all I can think of for now! I’m sure I’ll add more as I think of them :)
I got glasses at age 7. Young enough to not realize that my vision was terrible, old enough to know what that change meant for me as a 2nd grader developing her own identity.
My mom said I could only identify the big letter at the top and the two underneath. Thank goodness for those tests in school who notified my parents. I don’t ever remember thinking at all, “I can’t actually read this,” and probably just went for it with my best guess. *Shrug.*
Fast forward somewhere between 22 and 23 years.
But now, here I am. I don’t wear prescription glasses anymore, and traded them for sunglasses and lightweight goggles (for a bit).
I had LASIK 13 days ago.
By chance, family and social media, I was given a very trusted referral to Orange Coast Eye Center in Fountain Valley, CA for LASIK. It’s something I’d more fantasized about doing, but never really took the idea seriously, for a number of reasons, until the beginning of this year. Once I realized it was actually feasible (bless my late grandmother for her gifts that led to this) I decided to fully jump in and go for it!
I live in Seattle, so I knew the traveling was going to make things a wee bit more complicated. I am so very lucky to have the support of my friends, family and the staff at Orange Coast for working with my very strategically planned schedule.
Avantasia, a band I really really really reeeeeally wanted to see and only had three North American tour dates was playing in Anaheim, on a Monday night. I figured this would be a perfect opportunity to kill two birds with one stone and schedule my consultation. Three birds if you count getting to hang out at Disneyland with two fantastic friends I don’t see often enough. I don’t count this trip in my expenses since I was going to the show anyway.
The LASIK consultation was my first time discussing the concept and the procedure itself with a doctor. I had read a bunch so there wasn’t too much new information. I still have never watched a video of it (as I was warned by a number of parties not to do so before having it done myself. I still haven’t.)
There was a bunch of painless tests to check for a handful of different things to determine my eligibility. These included questions about past prescription and when it had last changed, the size and shape of my cornea, current prescription (of myopia, I’m nearsighted), amount of astigmatism, eyeball pressure, etc. I don’t remember all of them or what they did, but I guarantee they included fun lights shining in my eyes, the letters tests and temporarily numb eyeballs. I giggle at how funny numb eyeballs feel!
I was told right then and there that I was a perfect candidate for iLASIK, the most advanced kind!
I didn’t have a date yet in mind, but was told this was okay. I was also instructed that I’d need both pre- and post-op visits. The scheduling would definitely have to be strategic.
Pre-Op – The day before surgery
These were both short, straightforward visits. We did most, if not all, of the same tests in pre-op as we did in consultation. This was to make sure that nothing had changed.
This time, however, they did opt to dilate my eyes. Despite being nearsighted for 23+ years, this was the first time I’ve ever had that done. The plastic/paper disposable sunglasses they gave me me for afterwards were oh so stylish. And extremely necessary.
But all was well and surgery was set for the next day.
The Big Day – Surgery Day!
No more real tests today. Just a more detailed briefing by the assistant, including my post-surgery care.
I felt I had read enough about the procedure itself and wanted to turn down the .5% Xanex they offered for relaxation. However, the assistant had explained more of what I would be actually experiencing as the procedure went on.
I changed my mind about the Xanex, was given that and some eyeball numbing drops before heading into the surgery room.
There are two steps for the patient.. Creating the flap, like a little door in your cornea, and the laser correction itself that happens through the little cornea door.
Creating The Flap
From the patient’s point of view!
This was the weirdest part of it and its description is what changed my mind about the Xanex. It all happened as it was explained to me.
I was lying on my back, given a blanket and a teddy bear to hold. That was pretty adorable :)
I was given some more numbing drops, I didn’t feel any pain at all. There was, however, pressure for this part, A tube-like thing was placed around my eyeball, and I could feel a little bit of pressure going straight down. Supposedly, it was like a little vacuum, holding my eyeball in place while the laser-cut flap was being made, and pressure was confirmed.
There were little lights, and my vision slowly went gray…. This is due to the seal created from the suction and the temporary loss of blood right there. ZERO PAIN, but a really, REALLY odd psychological feeling that oh wow, my eye doesn’t do seeing anymore. As soon as the assistant’s countdown finished, the apparatus was removed and I could see light and blurry everything again.
Each eye took like 20 seconds max.
I then had to sit up and move to the other bed for the correcting laser, and lie back down.
The eye not undergoing correction at the time had a piece of gauze taped over it to keep me from opening it.
For my operating eye, my eyelashes were gently taped back and an apparatus was placed onto my eye and slightly under my eyelids to keep them from opening.
For this part, I was told that I’d see a couple of red dots forming a circle with a green one in the center. I was to stare at the green one.. Just keep looking at it!
I was a little worried that I’d stray my sight from the green light and it would get messed up, so I felt like I tried really hard to look at it. But at the same time, was just kinda letting my eye zone out on it.
I could feel myself try to instinctively blink a few times throughout, but the thingy they used worked, and no one said I was doing anything wrong. So yay!
When that one was done, I closed the finished eye, and the gauze+tape switched to make sure I kept that one closed. Repeat process for my left eye.
I don’t think each eye took more than a minute or two. It’s hard to say, and I wasn’t really counting or anything. It seemed so fast!
When both were finished, I stood up, slowly, as directed. It was only now that actually realized I felt the Xanex. I had never used any sort of heavy medications before, so I didn’t know what to expect. It was a little dizzying for the first 3 seconds.. Whooooaaa. But then I was good to go.
I went back to the regular room and we tested each of my eyes on the letter chart.
It was blurry, but I could make out almost all the letters at the 20/30 row. WOW. Kind of a huge improvement, no?!
Post-Surgery (not an appointment, except an appointment with the hotel bed and In n Out Burger)
After heading back to the hotel, I put on the eye shield goggle things and went to sleep.
I remember waking up a few times and my eyes finally hurt since the numbing wore off. It was really dry and scratchy feeling, and I could tell they were tearing and watering like crazy! It wasn’t like OMG I’m dying, but it was really uncomfortable, so I just rolled over and went back to closing them and sleeping.
I started the eye drops regimen that the doctor had given me, and carefully went about my night, including some celebratory In n Out Burger feasting!
I admit that we went to Downtown Disney in the evening to wander around. I even got to see a few of the fireworks.. First ones without glasses! (As an adult.. I’d, of course, seen them as a kid, but I don’t even know if they were blurry or not!)
Next Day Follow-Up
I was told that everything looked great, and that I would heal quickly. LOVED the sound of that! Only the next day, and I missed just one on the 20/20 line!
It’s been just about two weeks now, and I still have some of the normal side effects, which I will post my experiences with later. But here I am, 13 days later, and my eyes work!!
Also… I STILL haven’t watched a video of the procedure yet!
As a 90’s kid, the news of Pokemon GO was one of the greater things I’d heard last year! And now it’s finally out, and everyone’s playing! Not everyone, but this is what I’m going to address here.
This mobile, augmented reality game has people of all ages out and about looking for and capturing cute little creatures in the real world, on their mobile devices. Pokemon GO allows people to finally get a chance to find and catch ’em all. Both the 90’s version of the game have evolved, and so have we.
I, too, am engulfed in the nostalgia and the new take on the game. Our dreams have come true. There are POKEMON AND POKEMON TRAINERS IN OUR WORLD!! WE are them, WE are catching and training and researching and battling and leading the gyms. On Day 1, I met six other grown adults playing. I chatted with strangers which nearly unheard of these days. They didn’t feel like strangers at all. We had something in common.
People know what Pokemon are, and they know that people are out there catching them. It’s affected so many more people than I would have imagined. Whether they choose to partake or not, they know it exists. This concept hit me the other day when I saw the following sign posted.
Now, onto some important notes for everyone:
PSA for Pokemon GO players
BE SAFE. It sounds cheesy to say “Safety first!” But seriously.
SAFETY EFFING FIRST, FOR GOODNESS’ SAKE
Don’t ruin it for the rest of us and get it banned in miscellaneous places. It really is just a game. Sure, it makes some of us really happy, and that’s an understatement in some cases, but it is absolutely not the essence of your existence. For the safety of yourself AND OTHERS, and all of our abilities to continue playing, please use common sense. Do not put yourself or anyone else in harm’s way to capture a Pokemon.
DO respect those who do not want to play, nor understand why you’re so excited. Just keep being excited, and let them be excited about whatever it is that excites them. I like to believe that our generation is better than that. Please don’t prove me wrong.
PSA for those who don’t
TL;DR: It’s okay to not want to play, or not even like the game. If you’re concerned about safety, say so, and make your words a positive impact. It helps people so let them have their fun.
Upon release, I’d seen a huge influx of posts about the game, as I’m sure all of you have as well. To me, it was refreshing. However, to some, people found the need to loathe “it”. It’s okay to not play. It’s okay to be annoyed at all the Facebook posts you see. It hasn’t even been two weeks. The hype WILL fade, just like everything else.
But please think twice before simply bashing on those who do play.
My guess is that 98% of those who say these things haven’t even given the game a shot. In essence, what you’re really putting down are the people who play, and that’s just not right. If you’re concerned about someone’s actions while playing Pokemon Go in a dangerous manner, address them directly and voice your concerns appropriately. A positive way of alerting players to danger is a great use of the care you have for your community.
Calling people [expletive] on social media is not ever going to get your point across. So don’t.
It does not make it appropriate to cast a negative judgement upon them just because you don’t empathize with them.
Is there a TV show that you enjoy? A movie? A favorite food? Watching a favorite sports team? Playing a sport or game? ANYTHING you’re passionate about? That’s great! But chances are, there are people who don’t feel the same way as you. And that’s okay, too! Instead of making a big deal about it, they’re happy you’ve found something in it that you really like.
Pokemon GO is their smile-maker. Their reason to go out of their rooms, a factor in the road to better mental health, something that makes them just happy.
Let them play. They don’t need your blanket negativity, and neither do you.
Go watch your TV show/movie/sport, eat your favorite food, bond with your kids the way you already do.. Enjoy YOUR Pokemon GO :)
Today, I was prompted to create a playlist based on Ultimate Dance Party 1997. It’s the album my mom would have on in the car. Then, my sister and I would put on while traveling for whatever reason. Little brother and I just laugh and reminisce about what we call “Mom’s Car Songs”. It’s just silly stuff that reminds me of good times with my family :)
Most of the songs are remixes of the originals, but luckily, Spotify had most of them. Some may not be the right remix so if you find a version closer to what was on ye olde Ultimate Dance Party 97 album, please let me know!
The first leg of this trip began with a 12:50a redeye flight from SeaTac to Chicago O’Hare.
The airport at 10:30pm was the emptiest I’ve seen an airport. The security line was short, the terminals were peacefully quiet and empty and even Starbucks was closed.
I think the weirdest thing was brushing my teeth in the airport bathroom and having strangers coming in and out. It’s one of those things I’ve never really thought of. I have zero problem doing so around people I know, but strangers seeing me brush my teeth? Weird. Not uncomfortable, really, just weird.
Everything seems slower at night when it’s quiet. Boarding felt slower, the waiting to taxi and take off felt much longer, but it really wasn’t.
I had taken a 2hr nap after work and before making final preparations, and the sleepy was starting to kick back in. Perfect!
I was a tad worried when a little one was very clearly upset on the plane, but she had calmed down before takeoff. I don’t have children (yet..?) but I’m pretty sympathetic.. I felt bad for the parents who were probably getting all kinds of angry looks from travelers hoping to get some sleep on a 1am flight in which passengers lose two hours.
Foregoing the neck pillow purchasing, getting into a comfortable position that wasn’t going to destroy me was quite difficult. Luckily, this plane’s seats had those head wing thingies that you can position outward to lean on. They were very helpful, and I didn’t need any additional cushion. It was still uncomfortable, and sleep was difficult, but I got a bit. So yay :)
Landing at almost 7am on a weekday at O’Hare did not lend well to my hopes of seeing the actual city of Chicago. Our destination today is in Indiana so heading towards Chicago was not the best of ideas. That’s okay though; I was so sleepy anyway!
We grabbed something quick to eat and began the drive. A car nap stop was necessary, because safety. After seeing signs for a candy factory, a candy shop stop was also necessary.
Definitely necessary. From Albanese Confectionery, I picked up only a tiny bag of dark chocolate almonds, pretzel balls and amaretto pecans. And a bag of gummi bears. That tiny bag really should have been a medium. It’s taken so much willpower to not devour it’s delicious contents over the course of like five miles. A stop there on the way back out miiiiight just be a trip requirement.
So Indiana is flat. At least the part that I’ve just ridden through. It’s very green, which I love! I have this thing, however, likely due to growing up with the Santa Cruz Mountains or other tree-covered hills as a constant background nearly everywhere I looked.
I never noticed it until I traveled across the country. If I can’t see big level changes, the landscape automatically feels boring to me. No matter how gorgeous the immediate area is. It’s a silly thing, and I have to tell myself that it doesn’t make a place any less beautiful. Maybe it’s too much sky and not enough everything else? I dunno; It’s just a quirk of mine, I suppose.
Overall landscape aside, I’m awed by how much open space and land there is between each of the cute little houses!! It’s so cozy, adorable and refreshing to see after living in and around larger cities. AND I WANT ONE! OR ALL OF THEM!
I’ve always wanted a house that’s cute and mine. It doesn’t need to be huge at all. I figure I’ll be able to fill it with everything that makes it into a true home, regardless of size :) A girl can dream… And hopefully not be disappointed later in life, hah.
We’ve almost reached our first real destination now :)