Trying Hard To Cheer Up

Hey guys.

I've been having a really depressing fall.  As I mentioned in my last post, our family dog had to be put down.  His names was Casper and he was a Lhasa Apso and he was 15 or 16 years old.  That's pretty old for a dog, and I guess it was just his time.  It hurt even more for me because he lives in Ontario with my family and I couldn't be there for his last years.  I cried so hard when it was done, it was so upsetting.  Even writing this now, I feel like crying.  I know he's in a better place now with our other dog Barney, but I am still going to miss him.

Another thing making me upset is this crazy woman who moved into the apartment below us.  Let me just start off by saying that they walls and floors in this place are basically paper thin, the building was built in the 60's.  There are lots of regular living noises that can be heard here, you just learn to tune them out.  Well this woman has been here MAYBE a month, and it's been hell.  She's not even old, she maybe around 30.  Every single little noise that I make in my own apartment, she bangs like a maniac on the ceiling.  I mean seriously, she sounds like an insane woman who should be put into SEVERE anger management classes.  As I mentioned above, I cried when Casper was put down.  She banged on the ceiling when I cried.  I had my hair dryer on, she banged on the ceiling.  Electric mixer while baking cookies?  Ceiling banging.  It's getting worse though.  I raised my voice once when Jeff was annoying me, and she not only banged on the ceiling, but she called the landlord.  The worse part is, I have only seen her once when I was doing my laundry, she never even spoke to me and just gave me a dirty look.  She has never come up stairs and knocked on my door to see if there is a real problem, she just bangs on the ceiling.  It gets even more insane because she is a single mother to little boy who is about 6-7.  Yeah, she is banging on the ceiling and acting like an out of control lunatic in front of her young child.  Well after the landlord call, I've had it.  If she bangs one more time for me making a small noise, I'm emailing my landlord and then going down there and asking her what the hell her problem is.  I can't move here, it's like I'm a prisoner in my own home!  If she wants to start paying my rent, she can tell me how to live.  Until then, kiss my ass lady!

It's mid October and in Manitoba that means cold weather.  It's supposed to snow before Halloween!  Jeff and I went to a Haunted Forest and Corn Maze last weekend with our friends and I almost died I swear.  After 15 minutes my legs were covered in hives and I nearly passed out.  Jeff had to tie his sweater around my knees, but that didn't help and I even had long johns on under my jeans AND I had taken 4 allergy pills.  Nothing works anymore.  I told everyone that I was fine, but I was far from it.  I passed out in the car on the way home.  It seems my cold allergy is getting worse and worse each year and there is no cure and I have tried just about every allergy pill out there and nothing works.  This is going to be one long winter.

I guess the only good news I have right now is I've lost about 19 pounds since we've been engaged.  I hope to lose about 20 more, but I'm not going to the extreme.  Just eating healthier and working out on my elliptical.  It really does work if you put some effort into it.  Diet pills and all the crap are just that, crap.  The old fashioned way is really the best way.

So as you can see, I've been having a bit of a depressing time.  I hope it doesn't get worse, but I feel it will due to the cold weather.  Sigh...

-Ashley