In my quest for a healthy mindset/lifestyle, I have made some changes. I am not doing my full workout routine and such yet but I have made small changes. For now, I have changed some of my eating habits, eating leaner, eating more fruits and vegetables and less processed stuff, or at least as little as I can. Also and most definitely, cutting down my ale consumption. I have to say, I do feel the difference like my body seems, happier in a way. I like how it feels. Now, I need to up my activity. It is getting warm out so it is time for outdoor workouts or at least to try to go for runs if I can. Last week I did some Apple Fitness and that helped a bit. Even my back pain has gone away, which is interesting. Sometimes I want to change a lot in no time and then I get both overwhelmed and frustrated.

I like where this is going, just need to keep it up.

Today was hairdo day. The Wife got her hair done, Marley and Luna got theirs, and I finally got my long-awaited haircut. I’ve been living in Boise Idaho since 2008, and since then, my lady and I have gone to the same hairdresser, Tia. At this point, she’s not only our favorite hairdresser but also a very close friend, we have a lot of history, and she knows us better than many people.

Anyway, today was like every other appointment, we talk, we catch up and listen to each other. It’s almost like therapy in a way. As I was getting my haircut she asked about how I was doing and all that jazz. I expressed to her my current frustrations on being healthy and active, telling her the changes I’ve been making but most of all whether I wanted to get back into a gym membership or not. Her response/advice was quite the realization and took me by surprise a bit.

She said;

The most in shape I have ever seen you was when you were doing everything on your own, without a gym.

And you know what, thinking about it, she’s right. Yes, it is nice I guess to have a place where you can go and tune the world out, but maybe it’s not absolutely necessary. I enjoy my outdoor workouts far more than in a gym. All I need is a few kettlebells and a decent area, like my backyard. Also, I have been meaning to get back into running, and I rather run out and about over on a treadmill.

It is good to get reminded by people that probably know you better than you know yourself. People that know the best version of you.

Thank you, Tia

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?