First things first, I’m guest blogging for Mandy’s Lasting Impression series this morning. Check it out here.

Good Morning and Happy Friday! It doesn’t really feel like Friday to me because I’m on a flexible, semi-full-time work schedule meaning I only work four days a week and I’ve chosen to use Wednesday as my day off! Best. Decision. Ever. Breaks up the work week so nicely! So, really, today feels more like Tuesday!

I started today off with a fabulous run in the trails! I did Level 1 of the 30-day shred yesterday for the first time in months so my legs were kind of sore and the hills were brutal but still a great way to start off Friday.

This weekend is my first weekend alone since Eric left. Weirdly enough, I am really looking forward to it! It’s supposed to be around 30 C (86 F) and SUNNY all weekend so I am planning on spending lots of time outside.

Let’s see, just a few of the things I will be doing this weekend are:

• Going for two runs and a bike ride
• Going to the Farmers Market tomorrow morning.
• Doing some work on my blog and professional website.
• Planting my Four Little Pots seeds!
• Reading! I’ve been obsessed with reading lately. I have three books sitting on my coffee table and I’m hoping to plow through all three this weekend.
• Napping. I can’t even remember the last time I had a nap, other then when I was sick, so I’m really looking forward to having a couple this weekend.

So what are you up to this weekend? And do you look forward to spending time alone or do you like to be busy-busy and with people all the time?

Can you believe it’s been almost seven months since I wrote this post.

I can’t.

It’s like I blinked and Eric is back living with me. It’s like he never left at all.

Except for when I walk into the bedroom and see dirty socks lying on the floor, two feet from the hamper or when the toilet seat is left up in the bathroom or the pillows messed up on the couch, I could go on…

All jokes aside, with only a few minor glitches we have managed to mold ourselves back into living together pretty well. One thing that is both a blessing and a hindrance is that our schedules are completely opposite. During the week I’m at school/work/gym from about 7:00 AM to 4:00 PM. Give or take a few hours depending on the day and my class schedule. Whereas Eric’s school goes from 3:00 PM to 9:00 PM. Hmmm. If you think that means we never see each other, you’d be right.

In the last week I’ve morphed from being a morning person to an evening person and I’ve switched the early morning workouts that I’d come to love for evening ones so that I can spend an extra couple minutes cuddled up with Eric in bed in the morning or eating breakfast together before I leave for work. This hasn’t been a super easy adjustment, my body is used to the early morning workouts so by mid-afternoon I hit a slump and I feel exhausted. It takes every ounce of willpower I have to then drag my butt to the gym a 5 or 6.

But I’ve been doing it.

And, you know, I think my legs like those afternoon runs. I sure am a lot speedier in the afternoons. On Tuesday I set out on my first run in four days and still managed to average a 9:00/mile and that’s with walking breaks. Also, my gym offers way better classes with way better instructors in the afternoons then they do in the mornings. Except that also means they fill up way faster, last night I showed up at the gym at 5:30 for a 6:10 spin class!

So, we’re juggling our schedules around and we’re making it work. It sucks that we can never eat dinner together but on the other hand the fact that our schedules are opposite allows us to see just enough of each other that we’re still wildly smitten and don’t reach the point of wanting to bite each others heads off, which would happen quickly with us, trust me.

If you have a SO, how do your schedules balance with each other? And if your schedules are opposite, how do you make that work? If you’re single, how did you balance your schedule with your last SO? Or, ya know, lucky you

Also, morning or evening worker-outer?

PS: I was interviewed by the Globe & Mail after the reporter stumbled upon this blog post. Check out the article here.

PPS: Exactly one month from today we jet off to Europe!!!!!!!

How to make moving an art form:

1. Con a friend into spending several hours of her night helping you move i.e. putting together a bathroom shelf.

2. Feed her, and yourself, mini-eggs, nacho chips and pepsi for dinner.

3. Spend approximately 1.5 hours putting together a shelf that looks like this:

If you think that shelf looks a little crooked, well, you’d be right. Luckily all we had to do was give the legs a little kick to straighten it up. Guess that’s what happens when you spend $30 on a flimsy shelf at Walmart. They aren’t known for their quality products after all.

On another note, moving has been making me feel a bit sad and nostalgic lately. I mean, technically, I’m moving out of mine and Eric’s first “real home” that we shared. We lived together here for 12 months, which is the longest we’d ever lived together and also the longest we’d been in one place since living with our parents. It was a real defining year in our relationship and I find that moving – and leaving this place behind – makes me feel a bit emotional and sad.

I learned to run – and fell in love with running – in the neighbourhoods around this apartment. Me and Eric celebrated two Thanksgivings here. We “raised” Webster here (yes, he’s our son, who wants to know?). I started this blog – probably one of the best things I did in the last 1.5 years – sitting in the exact same room I sat in when I typed up this blog post you’re reading right now.

While I’m incredibly excited for the next part of my life, I’m also incredibly sad about the part that is ending. And even though my new apartment is in a much better location for me, is much cheaper and is just an all-around better fit for me and Webster the one that I’m in now will always be mine and Eric’s first real home together, and when you’ve lived somewhere for 1.5 years at such a changing point in your life, it’s hard to say goodbye to all the memories that have been made.

Have you ever felt overly sad or nostalgic about moving out of somewhere? Why?

PS: A new Examiner article is up on the importance of putting safety first when you’re running. Check it out here.