Over the next couple weeks the Pan Am games are happening in Toronto and GTA. All I’ve been thinking about is how it’s such an inconvenience with the HOV lanes, crazy traffic and lack of parking options on city streets. Now I know why the people are never happen when a big event happens in their hometown. The people from that city are the ones who suffer and are disadvantaged during these times. I’ve been thinking all these negative things about the Pan Am games and had no desire to attend any events.
Then I thought about it more… When am I going to have an opportunity like this again? I don’t think I will and I would love to get out there and cheer on my country. There’s an event happening 20 mins from my house, which also happens to be my favorite sport… BASEBALL! So we bought some tickets which were super cheap and had an evening out cheering on Canada while they played our biggest rival USA.
The other thing I will say about the Pan Am games in that the advertising wasn’t very good. I posted this picture on my Facebook and someone else from my area asked where this was happening. They had no idea there were events out our way. I think Toronto failed on promoting the events which has in turn caused ticket sales to be super low. It’s unfortunate, but enough about the negatives!
Team Canada played amazing and was able to take home the win in extra innings! I’m glad I took them time to go cheer them on!
This past weekend my Fiance and I went to spend the night at his grandparents place. We’ve never been up to stay overnight before and it was a wonderful experience. I’m glad we made the time to do so as it’s so easy to always say ‘I’m busy’ or ‘I don’t have time.’
It was a very relaxing experience as we hung out pool side all afternoon enjoying the beautiful weather we were blessed with this past weekend and having a few cocktails. I took the time to really get to know them and ask those questions that I never asked with my own grandparents. I learned about their history and how they met. Things I never learned about my own grandparents who were married for over 50 years.
If there was one thing I could do over it would be to spend more time with my grandparents and really get to know them. I’ve always found as people get older, they love reminiscing about the past and can tell the same stories over and over again with joy. I’m almost 30 and it always feels so nostalgic to reminisce about my late teens/early 20’s. I’m glad I had the experiences I did, so that I do have stories to tell and I will always cherish my experiences good or bad as they’ve helped define me.
All through College I always looked forward to getting home so I could write my next blog about how my day went. I loved the anonymity of blogging and knowing that I could get everything off my chest without worrying about who was going to hear/read about it. Today I’m starting a new blog, in hopes to reconnect with that carefree person from the past and help in defining who I am in the future.
This year I am turning 30. It doesn’t feel real to me. I remember thinking about how 30 seemed old and it was such a scary number. Dirty 30’s. I look at myself now and I don’t feel old. I feel like I’m too young and still immature to be turning 30. I don’t feel like I have my life together enough for being a 30 year old but I’m not sure why those feelings exist.
I’ve been working at the same company for the past 9 years in a fairly successful position. I recently got engaged and we purchased our first home together. He also has a fairly successful job. Each day I sit here and think, what do I want to be when I grow up? I am grown up and I have no clues on where life is taking me next. I don’t know what I want to do. I randomly landed this job straight out of college and I sometimes feel like it’s time to move on to the next best thing, but I have no idea what that thing is.
I’m hoping by starting this blog, I will find some inspiration in my life for what I want in the future.
Today is the beginning of the rest of my life.