Change of Direction

Fall is like a fresh start for me.  The beginning of the school year has always been like a new year, through elementary and high school, onto University, through working at an elementary school, and now working at a University.  New beginnings happen in the fall.

I’ve been pondering my blogging future lately, and I’m not really sure where I want to go with it.  Sometimes I feel like blogging about food and weight loss has created a kind of obsession with it, which is exactly what I’m trying to avoid.  I love blogging, and the community has been so amazingly supportive of me, but something has to change.

I don’t want to stop blogging, and I love some aspects of food and weight loss blogging, but I am thinking of heading more in the direction of “lifecasting.”  I often do that on here already, but I think an official change of direction is really what I need.  If I don’t want to write about what I ate, or blog a recipe, I won’t feel guilty for not doing it.  That being said, I LOVE cooking and baking and really do want to continue to share yummy recipes with you.  I already know I’ll be talking about my “fat to fit” journey because, well, that’s a big part of my life!

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This weekend is Canadian Thanksgiving, and quite frankly, I’m having a hard time wrapping my brain around the idea of a celebration right now.  I really am thankful for my family and friends, and having a pretty amazing life, but the feelings of loss are still too raw to be celebrating.  So instead of celebrating we’ll be heading away to enjoy a turkey-less weekend with the in-laws. 

I’ll be doing some shopping, specifically for knobs for my newly painted dresser (and the others that I’m planning on painting this fall) and a few other decorating things.  I can’t wait to show you the before and afters of the dressers and bedroom.  The bedrooms is just starting to come together, but I think it will be really great when it’s all done!

As much as I can’t wait for a weekend away, watching the branches of the trees hitting the window and hearing the lake slapping on the dock makes me think tomorrow morning’s ferry ride might not be smooth sailing. 

Ahh, the joys of small town living!