Allergic To Cats?

I have broken out in a strange rash all over my body. Part of me is wondering if I am allergic to cats, especially in abundance? Everywhere we have stayed, without exception, there have been cats and none of these cat owners have been particularly tidy. Cat hair abounds and I may be just reacting to that fact. Or maybe I have CREATED myself this allergy with my unbending and judgmental nature. Regardless, I have a rash and rashes are slightly embarrassing.

I am also saying out loud here and now that I intend to get back into a healthy place when I get home to Saskatchewan. I will, of course, start here in BC to implement some choices, but I am realistic and know that eating healthy when you are eating at restaurants everyday takes more discipline than I probably have. So, I will do better here and then kick ass when I get home. I have gained back the weight I lost during River Street, not that I had lost much, and don't like the feeling. Even an extra 5 to 7 pounds makes a huge difference to how I feel. And it isn't just all about pounds. It is also about energy and bloating and vitality.

Yesterday, Leon and I went and looked at houses in Nananimo and a couple in Ladysmith. It was exciting, actually. I do enjoy the Island more than the mainland. We saw a few detached houses for $199,900 that were small, but cute and a couple for the same price that were larger and falling apart. One of them has ocean and mountain views. Now, that is at the top, top, top of what we are willing to spend, but it might be do-able. Condos aren't my favorite, although we did see a couple townhouses that tickled my fancy. All in all, I saw stuff that I could imagine moving into. Still, I don't have the same burning desire to move that I did a few months ago. Wait until winter hits again in Saskatchewan and I may change my mind back.

Not that it is warm here. Ah, BC. Chilly, slightly warm but never really BC. I have on a long sleeved shirt with a long sleeved sweater over top and jeans. My tan is gone. My feet are cold. This is the reality of this place. And if I wanna live here I am going to have to come to terms with it. I am going to have to find contracts or real estate investment properties or SOMETHING that is somewhere hot so that I can fly to the heat when I need it. Or maybe I need to move to Texas. Gotta green card, anybody?

My rash and I are off to the closing night party for South Pacific. Lovely to be back in the land where L and I fell in love. It had its ups and downs last year, but all in all, I liked last summer. I especially have liked this summer. Life has been pretty great post-Jo, hasn't it? Just another example of how having your heart broken can be the best thing in the world to experience.

It's at least a lot better than having a rash.