Green Eyes Crying in The Smoke

High Hoe High Hoe — back to work I go.  Well actually I returned yesterday, but as expected, my first day back was crazy.  A weeks worth of disgruntled employees lined the hallways waiting to tell me their woes.  I so badly wanted to reply “wtf are you whining about?  I just spent my vacation days locked in my house because our town has been covered in forest fire smoke for a month”  Instead, I said things like “I understand how frustrating that must have been for you, how can I help?”

Since this is my blog, I will spill out my woes to you all.  Like I was saying, I spent a weeks worth of holidays mostly indoors.  I did get out to a couple parties, I went to the gym, I shopped, I watched documentaries, and I DRANK and had sex.  So it wasn’t all bad — haha.  What I really wanted, however, was to lay on the beach or run the trails behind my house.  I wanted fun in the sun not tears in the smoke.  I wasn’t crying… no, no, no… my eyes were leaking due to a heavy dose of forest fire smoke.  Everything smells like campfire right now.  Even the towels inside my house.  It’s disturbing to reach for your bath towel after a refreshing shower only to smell fire.

OK there it’s out of my system — I’m done bitching for now.  Day 2 of my regular routine, and I’m feeling pretty good.  I attribute this mainly to my new lifestyle of veganism.  I not just vegan, I’m eating a plant based, whole food diet now.  I made this change just over two weeks ago after watching numerous disturbing documentaries.  Why change?  I’ve been asked this by everyone I know, so let me share.  Number one — we are killing the planet with agriculture.  We no longer raise animals on small farms.  NOPE, agriculture has taken a noise dive right to world destruction.  Animals are now treated with such cruelty just because we overindulge in meat and animal products.  I watched some of this treatment, and it made me cry.

Number TWO: Read the China Study… eating plant based, whole foods reduces your risk of heart disease, cancer, and other life threatening diseases.

Number THREE:

Animal agriculture is responsible for 18 percent of greenhouse gas emissions, more than the combined exhaust from all transportation. – Source “Cowspiracy.com”

I have many other numbers to go through, but I think I’ve made my point.  Most of my friends have told me to stop watching documentaries.  I, on the other hand, am ecstatic about my choice.  I feel amazing, and I’ve lost 7lbs in two weeks.  I EAT all the time now, and I’m never hungry.  Life is good.

Besides my new way of feeding myself, I’ve got a new man in my life.  More on him tomorrow.  Time to get back to work — now I’m really crying.  Until tomorrow my friends, be well.

 

Smoke On The Water — AND Everywhere Else

A view of our city at mid-day

The whole province is on fire, and we are living in the land of smoke and ash.  Thousands of people from cities all across British Columbia have been evacuated from their homes due to 100s of out of control wildfires.  High winds blow smoke and ash through the valley, and it’s near impossible to breathe in our city right now.

Currently, my city is not in danger, as there are no fires close enough to be threatening.  The smoke, however, has dramatically effected our air quality.  Residence have been told to stay indoors as much as possible, and many people are walking the streets wearing face masks.  Local businesses have set up temporary shelters or have offered meals for neighbouring town evacuees.   It’s a scary time for our province, and it doesn’t look like things will get better anytime soon.

The interior of BC gets hot and dry during the summer, and this year’s fires are mostly due to lightening strikes.  Between river floods and wildfires, this has been a bad year for us.  Mother nature’s been one pissed off lady, and I hope she gets it out of her system real soon.  I’m sad for all the people who have lost their homes and businesses…. It’s a reminder of how fast life can change.  It’s scary to know that our lives can be altered by the change of the wind.

On a more personal note, I’ve been struggling to find my footing again in life.  My anxiety disorder makes it difficult for me to adjust to changes in my routine.  This year, I have pushed myself back into the dating world, and so far it has done nothing but send me spinning.  My emotions have been all over the map, and I’m having to relearn how to manage my days.  I’ve written very little in the past few months; I just can’t seem to find my rhythm.  Basically, I’m completely out of sorts.

For now, all I can do is manage one minute, hour, day at a time.

For all those evacuated from your homes, I’m sending out a little prayer (to whom ever maybe listening).