It’s never easy admitting things need to change.

Even at the smallest level, any change to the way people live their lives can seem like an insurmountable task. I tried telling myself I was going to eat healthier almost a year ago, and still I sit here writing this blog post eating salt and vinegar chips and drinking Mountain Dew (Baja Blast is literally the single greatest drink on this planet and anyone that disagrees is simply wrong).

My point here is that I recently found myself in a place where some very real decisions needed to be made. Money was getting tight, bills were getting larger, and spreading my time between five employers at any given time was physically, emotionally, and mentally exhausting me to the point that even getting out of bed some days took more strength than I had. So the question I had to ask myself: What do I do?

The answer, whether I wanted to admit it to myself or not, was to go home.

It took me a few days to get myself on board with that decision. It was certainly not an easy one to make; over the last four years, I’ve created a life that was entirely my own. I relied on nobody but myself. I lived the life I wanted to live in the place I wanted to be. And it certainly was no walk in the park either! I had to learn a lot of harsh lessons along the way. But I took everything that was thrown at me and I worked hard in order to overcome it. And every hurdle I cleared, I took that experience and I grew. I learned. I made myself better.

But then the hurdles got bigger. And then there were more of them. And then they started slashing my tires and stalking me at work. One night, I woke up to go to the bathroom and I could swear I saw a hurdle standing in my kitchen watch– okay, this analogy is getting out of hand. The point here is that life was throwing a lot of big things my way and I stopped being able to deal with them properly. Honestly, this is a decision I probably should’ve made a year ago. But I was proud and stubborn; always a bad combination.

TL;DR: I’m coming home until I get my life back together. Not sure how long that’s going to take, but I know this is what needs to happen. I’ve started making the necessary arrangements as far as work goes, now I’ve got to sell off a bunch of stuff before the end of December so I don’t have to lug as much back to Manitoba.

Here’s to new chapters. -toasts self with Mountain Dew-

PS: I have made so many friends here and I am going to miss every single one of them. Hopefully when I drive through on my way to and from Quadra in the summer, I’ll be able to find time to catch up.

PPS: I picked a reeeeeally bad time to move back to Manitoba. WINTER?! What kind of person CHOOSES to move to Manitoba in the WINTER?! Hopefully my winter stuff still fits.