Spice Girls concert in Montreal – January 31, 2008 – Before there were tickets

2 blogs in one day! Can you believe it? Writer’s Group is tomorrow night (I did not owe a loonie the last two meetings as I did have some other writing completed) and this is what is driving me to “just do it”. I am sure I will have many, many blogs about the Spice Girls concert I saw a week ago in Montreal, but since I have been thinking about writing a blog on this very topic, I decided I should just get it out of my system and start with something, anything, even if it is nothing life-changing (which I am sure this entry will not be). So here it goes…

Interestingly enough, I had started to run to try to get back in shape after having three children in 4 years (yet another subject for multiple entries) in October of last year. And in order to distract my brain from the pain and strong desire to vomit while I was engaging in this most enjoyable exercise, I needed some music to pump me up. And so, I dug through the CDs I used to enjoy while I was attending University. I added many, many Spice Girls songs to my MP3 player and I was off, running like the wind (the music also saved me from being forced to listen to my labored breathing). Shortly after becoming reaquainted with such hits as Wannabe, Spice Up Your Life, and Holler, I heard, for the first time, that the Spice Girls were thinking of doing a reunion tour. I immediately added their Greatest Hits CD to my birthday wish list for the coming month (I got it too…yay!). The details of what happened when elude me but all I know is that by the time I entertained the thought of attempting to go see them in concert, the closest Canadian show to me (Toronto) had sold out in 3 minutes. I promptly cleared that storage area of my brain for information I could use – seeing the Spice Girls in concert on their reunion tour was an impossibilty. Besides the fact that there were no more tickets available at that time, I still had a daughter who was nursing all night long (yes, that means I was not sleeping through the night…again, a whole other possibility for more blog entries) which meant that travelling (a necessity since the Spice Girls were not performing in Halifax) would be also pretty much impossible. No tickets and no travel equals tough luck for me. That was until…

Again, exact details elude me but fast forward to January 2008. The Spice Girls concert again became the topic of conversation at a family get-together (FYI – when I like something, I REALLY like something) and my father searched for tickets to some of their additional concert dates and cities on the east coast of the US and Montreal and Toronto. I was beyond shocked when I learned there were still tickets available (FYI – I had not thought of scalpers or people reselling their tickets). I have always wanted to travel to Boston and there were some fairly good seats available there but the concert was January 30th and I would have needed a passport. That was cutting it too close. I have been to Montreal before but there were seats there and I also did not need a passport. Mmmmmm. My mind started racing with details of making this a reality. It seemed too unbelievable given that the original tour dates had sold out in minutes (38 seconds somewhere in Britain). And to make it more unbelievable, my youngest daughter had stopped nursing and also, just before Christmas, at 16 and one half months of age, started to sleep through the night. It would be possible to travel. Tickets and travel equals good luck for me.

To be continued…

Just do it!

That caught your attention didn’t it? Well, I am finally back and borrowed Nike’s slogan because as a homemaker, these are words I should live by. I have always been a procrastinator, which hinders the many tasks on my daily to-do list. My problem seems to be that I think about the task at hand – when is the perfect time to do them, what should I do first, etc. – and when I take that approach, I do not get to make many check marks on that list. However, when I listen to Nike and “just do it”, it is amazing how many tasks I can complete. Compounding my procrastination problem is this desire to be a perfectionist, which is ironic because my house is so far from perfect it is not funny. For instance, even though I have been thinking of writing this very entry in this blog for over two months now, I did not get around to it because I wanted everything to be perfect before I posted it. Well, as you can read, I have decided to go with the “just do it” attitude for this blog from now on or there will never be another entry. Now, if I would just do it and put that laundry away…

PS I have put the laundry away from my last blog. Just do it doesn’t really work for laundry because the more you do it, the more there is to put away!

My first blog

As I sit here, writing the first blog of my life, I am surrounded by unwashed supper dishes, a carpet that could definitely use vacuuming and many baskets of folded laundry screaming to be put away. Only a couple hours worth of work there. No problem! This is the story of my life and probably the story of every other homemaker out there. The work is relentless and the pay – absolutely terrible. I am home to raise my three young daughters and I think I am doing a pretty good job so far. They seem content and are pleasant little girls. However, if my house could have a say in rating my performance I would be failing miserably. There are some times when I actually would not be worried about someone dropping in unexpectedly, but most of the time I just hope that those that do drop by do not twist their ankles on a Barbie doll.

I have always enjoyed writing and find that my time for doing so is dwindling with each passing day. I also love using computers, surfing the internet, and sharing my thoughts, so I guess I make a good candidate for a blogger. And so, here I am. For tonight anyway. I am not sure how regularly I will be able to keep this up but I sure will try. I meet with a writer’s group every month and my incentive for writing is to avoid paying a loonie – the consequence of not doing my homework. So there should be an entry at least once a month. Afterall, a loonie is more than my annual salary!