Flash Forward in Current Events

While I was out in Gimili with my mother, she casually explained to me that she and her boyfriend have been spending weekends at their trailer as well as taking their camper trailer to other places in Manitoba. They are just exploring their options and trying to find all the places that will like when they retire. They retire in four years. My mother will be retiring at 55, like wow. Her first cousins that she introduced me to are all also retired. They stated that they only intended to spend a weekend there at the trailer site but remembered that they are retired and have no reason to rush back to the city. So they stayed longer.

In the morning I was sitting outside with my coffee thinking about my life. About how nervous and scared I am to start a 5-year grind to get a dietic license. I reminded myself that I need to focus on the prize. I imagined my life with a big salary, my own house and even a second property out at some lake somewhere. I can have all that one day. I just need to grind. I am now fantasizing about the “wellness centre” that I want to open one day. Imagining what the building will look like. Maybe I will have two? One space for the offices where me and a team of nutritionists will be working with client one on one. I’m just picturing my art hanging on those walls. I envision the second space where we host a yoga day or a callisthenics day or some recreational sports or whatever. A space to host little workshops on how to calculate macros and learn meal prep ideas. I want to have a Monday Mindset hour where we have a little TedTalk moment to get ourselves motivated and open to change. Maybe even have a cooking class? I dunno, the possibilities feel endless.

I dunno, I am trying to get myself to look forward to life. I have a future and life that I want to build. My brother in law returns today and for some reason, I have him built up in my mind as my reality check. That I can’t treat my unemployment like a holiday. I need to get a job and move out. I keep distracting myself with exercise and YouTube and just stuff like that. I know that I need to be getting my shit together instead. Living here feels like a cage when he is home. He doesn’t do anything bad, it’s just too crowded and he takes up a lot of space. He man spreads lol. I think this caged feeling that I will be experiencing is a good opportunity to be more productive.