Something I am passionate about is photography. I am no pro photographer by any means, but I enjoy taking my camera out and snap a few pictures of anything and everything that caught my eyes.

I feel like I haven’t done much of it in a long while. Besides family gatherings and my girls, I haven’t taken a good photo in a quite some time. Maybe because I don’t go out much these days?

Perhaps I need a Gaby’s day out.

I don’t like spiders, at all, they make me uncomfortable for whatever reason. Last night I dreamt about spiders. I was in a room, I believe it was one of the girl’s. I remember laying in bed looking at the sealing to what it looked like water accumulated in the sealing paint. The paint started to make like pockets, or bubbles. Someone broke one to see if it was water when in fact these pockets were full of spiders, and they were crawling all over the walls. I remember thinking about burning the room or something 😅

I am always curious about the significance of dreams. So, this morning, I went to the internets, as you do, and found some interesting things.

What Does It Mean If You Dream About Spiders? It Doesn’t Symbolize What You’d Think

If you’re afraid of it or repelled by it, it may mean you’re repressing feminine energy of some sort in your waking life — whether that means within yourself or from another person. If it’s a nonthreatening presence, it could symbolize a spirit animal or totem that’s bringing feminine energy your way.

I am afraid of them and repelled by them for sure, so maybe something to do with that?

That could be a substance that’s being used in excess, or “that a relationship, career, or person has turned bad,” explained Richmond to Huffington Post. As for spiders crawling on you, Hack To Sleep explained the symbolism: “In this instance, the spider represents negative influences in your life that are difficult to rid yourself of, such as addictions, habits, or people that give negative emotional, mental, or physical impacts on your life.”

This one struck a cord, there are certain habits and negative things that I feel like I’ve been dealing with lately.

“In your dream, if the spider is crawling up a wall, it means that you are moving forward in your personal and professional life, and succeeding in a goal you are pursuing,” wrote Hack To Sleep. “If the spider struggles on the way up, it could mean that you are hitting roadblocks along the way and need to persist or try new tactics.” Take a dream like this as a sign that you should make like a spider and keep on truckin' when it comes to your IRL dreams.

I like this point better, I can relate, specially in my professional life.

I’m certain that I could go down the rabbit hole with this one. Maybe it’s nothing, just a dream, like many others. Like your teeth falling or being naked in public. I can’t help myself though, I am always intrigued and fascinated by the things I can’t explain.

Okay, hear me out. As it stands, I have three blogging spaces. I’ve got Micro.blog (😘), Hey World and Blot which is currently used for pictures only, although I haven’t been updating it. Micro.blog and Hey, are definitely sticking around, I have paid an annual subscription on both. Blot, well, it’s coming up for review in the next week or so, and I am debating if I should keep it. Of all three platforms, Blot.im is by far the cheapest which is why I keep renewing every year even if I don’t quite use it. But now I have three spaces and that’s too much for me to handle or find a use for.

I got a couple of days to think about it. Part of me just want to keep it, a big part of it is to support Dave and what he’s doing, and again, it’s cheap. I’m sure I’ll find an use for it, eventually.

This should probably be a commuting tales post, but I haven’t been too consistent with that so…

Anyhow, this morning like every damned morning I am taking my regular commute to work. I know I am a few minutes behind schedule, but I know I’ll be arriving mostly on time. As I am getting closer to the site, I noticed most cars are turning left on a street instead of going straight. Well, turns out coops had one block of the highway blocked. And guess where my work-site is?

Just like every other driver I turned left then tried to find another way to sneak into work. I could have cut through the field, which there’s nothing planted at the moment, but I didn’t. Later I realized that cops would let you go through as long as you let them know you worked here.

Obviously, there was a car accident going on, but what freaked me out a bit was that the accident was right by my work-site. Once I have made it to work and got into me morning check-in meeting, my first question was. Was it someone we know? The answer was, yes. Every time I see local news about an accident or something bad, I always think the same thing, “I hope this is not someone I know. Well, in this case, it was someone I knew. They are okay though, apparently the accident involved three cars, and I only got to see one of them been taken away.

Now, this whole, unfortunate event, made me realize how much of a creature of habit I am. This event took me out of my routine, and now I am not only worried about my co-workers but out off wack!

I am not sure if I am the only one that gets this one.

Every once in a while, out of nowhere, a very embarrassing memory will come up in my head and I will get all sorts of feelings about it. Many times I beat myself up for a memory of when I was 19 years old or something. “Why did you say that?' or “Why did you do that? That was stupid”, you get the idea. But what I always fail is to also — or try to — recognize is that for every embarrassing memory, there’s also, sometimes, a good lesson.

So, instead of beating myself over it, I should ask myself. What did I learn from it? And focus on that instead of asking myself. Why was I so stupid?

After reflecting — and posting — about my current state of health, I’m still not entirely sure what I am going to do exactly. I need to come up with a plan and I need to get my motivation back.

That being said, today’s weight, 212 lbs. The goal is… I don’t know. I know I feel good at 190-195, and even better at 180-185. That’s a lot, but I’ve done it before. I’ve gone from 225 down to 190.

All I need is a bit of motivation and a lot of discipline, I seemed to have misplaced them both. So, if you see them, tell them I miss them. 😅

A few weeks ago I had my annual physical examination with also included some blood work. Upon visiting my primary physician it turned out that I am not quite dying — yet. Still and most definitely far from perfect but still, I’ll live. There was one thing that he found abnormal, something related to my cholesterol not the kind of problem that would necessarily cause a heart attack, but it can still be an issue.

He asked me to get a second round of blood work just to make sure. There’s always the possibility of a bad lab work. But if it was indeed high thenI would have to be under medication. Which, truthfully, I don’t want to do, I already have to medicate myself once a day and I don’t want to add yet another pill to my day. I know, like my dad, he takes like six different medications a day for various reasons, so one pill is nothing. Still, I don’t like pills.

I asked what could I to remedy the problem or prevent it from getting worse? In the back of my head I already knew the answer, though. He said, exercise and diet. Carbs and complex sugars are my biggest enemies. In my case, this means beer 😅

Today I got a called, regarding my second round, and it came back, not perfect, but I won’t need medication. The Doctor advised to up my exercise and work on my diet.

Ever since the pandemic, I have gone out of control. To make it even worse, I have barely been keeping up with my exercise routine. I haven’t been to a gym in a year or so. I have stopped working out at home or going for walks/runs.

I need to get serious and make serious changes. I am not as heavy as I’ve ever been, but I am getting there. Lower back problems are coming back too. I need to figure something out, need to incorporate some kind of routine with many new work schedule and cut out the breed (read beer).

• M: Too many free radicals. That’s your problem.

• James Bond: “Free radicals”, sir?
• M: Yes. They’re toxins that destroy the body and the brain, caused by eating too much red meat and white bread. Too many dry martinis!
• James Bond: Then I shall cut out the white bread, sir.

EDWARD FOX — M

SIR SEAN CONNERY — James Bond

“Never Say Never Again”

I love my HomePod, I really do, when it works. There are a few times though, when….

Today for example.

Me: Hey, Siri! Put a timer for 35 minutes.

Siri: …

Siri: hm….

Siri: I’m having trouble connecting to the internet. For more information, go to the home app.

Me (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻

Unplugged the HomePod, asked the watch for the timer.

Hey Siri, you’re in timeout 😤

The perfect email app or system, is the one you use. How do you know? Well, use it, use it how you will, with whatever client or application you will. Whatever service you will or not pay for. Just use it and do whatever the fuck. The rest, are just minor intricacies.

IN OTHER NEWS:

I got two more desk buddies.