Like last week, I’m still feeling scattered and unfocused as I sit down to write this post. There are so many projects and things pulling me in so many different directions at the moment, and I’m incredibly happy and thankful and excited and exhausted. I realized today that I haven’t taken an honest to goodness vacation in about 4 years. I’m talking real time off without checking my email, or a side project, or some freelance work, or a job hunt. *phew* So, putting it out there, a goal for 2018 is to take one whole week away. Not because I don’t love my work, but because even if you love something, taking time away from it and unplugging is a good thing. Amiright?
OMG. I launched a co-working space.
Today was an exciting day. After planning, and scheming, and varnishing, and so much work, Jenn McRae and I re-launched FUSE Community Work Hub today. And it felt gooooooood. The space looks amazing, and it has so much room to grow into itself and evolve. We had about 15 people through the doors of our tiny space this morning, at least a few of whom are planning to work in the space regularly, and who are new to the Coast. Jenn has been an absolutely amazing friend and business partner through this whole process so far, and I am so thankful that she came into my life. We are going to build big, exciting things together, and FUSE is just the first step.
When I moved to the Coast a few months ago, I knew that I had the intention of creating a beautiful co-working space sometime in the next year, and I never in a million years dreamed that one would just quite literally fall into my lap. Sheila and Mark Cameron, the owners of FUSE, have been so trusting and supportive with the business, and some days I actually just can’t believe this is real life. Is this real life?
On the flip side of that, FUSE has taken up almost all of my time and energy recently, and I am seriously behind on other things in my life right now. Seriously. Very very behind. Fall is here, and I’m confident that now being in an actual workspace, and also cooler fall days will help to bring everything together.
Reunited and it feels so good
Randomly had the nicest surprise this weekend, when Lindsay Elliott was up in Gibsons shooting a wedding and gave me a last minute shout to grab a beer at Tapworks. We haven’t seen each other in years, and it was such a nice hang. Hopped over to Gramma’s Pub where the bride-to-be invited me to the dancing part of the reception, and spent the next night dancing harder than I’ve danced in a v long time. The reception was at Hopkins Landing, and biking down North Road after dark was a new and interesting experience. Late-ish night bikerides here on the Coast are at once 1) incredibly beautiful and serene, because silence, darkness, forests, and stars and 2) a tiny bit terrifying because of the desire to not startle bears. So you can’t help but look at the stars in awe, but also you are singing loudly to yourself and ringing your bike bell repeatedly to let the bears know that you’re on your way. Ryan Anderson was also at the reception, who I also haven’t seen in years and years, so it was a pretty great double old pal catch up all around. Crashed in Lindsey’s room for a few hours post reception, and then woke in the wee hours to bike home and sleep the rest of the night in my own bed.
Thick thighs save lives
I started crossfit this week, and holy hell am I in rough shape right now. I almost died doing 150 wallballs, which would have gotten me feeling awfully tired before, but would not have made it tough to walk for a few days. I knew that this was coming, but it’s never fun going through that initial period of disconnect between your brain and body, where your brain still believes that it’s fit af, and your body actually just needs time to re-awaken itself and get back into things. The strength will come back. The movements will come back. The ease will come back. Like so many things in my life right now, this is only the beginning.