What began as a nice way to stay in touch with people, share photographs, jokes, and playing games has morphed into an addiction for many. It can be a voyeur's paradise; appealing to the snoop in all of us.
Apparently everything is newsworthy. The posts I was reading had become tedious; a sounding board for folks who are never happy with what they have, others looking for constant validation and shameless fishing for compliments, others posting every single moment of their lives. Lack of acknowledging someone's post is considered high treason in some cases. I'm just waiting for that post announcing "going to the bathroom now" to pop up. Does everything warrant grandiose displays of approval? By the way, I do include myself as having committed some of these offenses as well.
I couldn't help but notice some folks are online constantly. They miss nothing. They wake up first thing in the morning and turn on the computer, and it's the last thing they look at before hitting the sack at night. How do I know this? D'uh....I was doing it too! What a waste of precious time. There are such better ways to unwind and enjoy life. That's why I took the 99 Days of Freedom challenge. I am amazed at how much I'm getting done. The creativity is flowing. There are days when my house is filled with music and energy at other times quiet and introspection. It is liberating. Books are being read. Movies and documentaries are being watched. Plans are being hatched. Life is being lived. I look forward to sharing all I have accomplished in this three month hiatus.
My friend and I were at the gym the other day minding our own business when...Ok, seriously. We were at the gym trying to get our sweat on. Did I mention that this is the same establishment we thumbed our noses at a year ago when our memberships were up for renewal? We left because we had an issue with management's handling of our complaint regarding one of their aerobics instructors. Seems they don't mind as much as we do if their employees show up high to teach a class. Silly us, guess we're just fickle that way. We sure showed them, though.
Flash forward a year later and we're baaaaack. Many changes have taken place since our departure. One of them being they tore down the aerobics room. As much as I'd like to think it was as a show of support for our zero tolerance for cardio crack-heads, it was not. Their roof leaked and they had extensive water damage. Renovations ensued and the owner decided to expand the rest of the weights section. Tomato, Tomahto. Either way, I'm glad not to have to run into that instructor anymore.
That being said, though, the female population there has decreased significantly. It's turning into a "guy's gym". You know the kind of place I mean. There will be machines free and the minute a woman lays her towel on it and starts to readjust the weight and height, some dude materializes out of nowhere claiming ownership of said machine.
I guess there must be some secret male workout code that I'm not privy to. Shouldn't you actually be sitting on the machine or at the very least in the general vicinity in order to be considered "using" it? This had happened more than once now and I was becoming concerned that at one point I would see one of them peeing at the foot of the machines in order to mark their territory. Boys are so silly sometimes, aren't they?
It's Friday! I can't think of a better way to kick it off than with a little humor. Babies are awesome. They are both honest and hilarious. I often wonder what they would say if they could speak. On that note, I leave you with this. Have a great weekend all!
Fall has arrived! I found some pretty decorating ideas as well as fun stuff for Halloween decos.
Hi! I'm Chris, an empty nester living in Montreal and making the most of this stage in my life. I love cooking for friends and family, DIY projects, decorating and writing.