Wednesday, 13 May 2015


May 13, 2015

This is my anniversary post, but not a blog anniversary. A LOVE anniversary. 

Three years ago on this day I met Clint. (Except, three years ago, it was a Sunday, and it was Mother's Day).

Three years ago, I met my best friend and my future.

Three years ago my 'love luck' turned around, and I found the person I wanted to be with.

This wasn't our first date. It was just the first time we met. As I've already admitted, we met on an online dating site. Clint was just looking for 'friends' and dating, and I didn't really know what I wanted. I wanted to have fun - and not worry about drama or anything serious.

This is where we first saw each other.

Clint wasn't originally interested in meeting me because apparently he could tell from my profile that I would become a girlfriend. He didn't think he wanted one. (Which makes sense because he wasn't originally from Saskatchewan). 

However, he met me, and decided to ask me out on a date (couldn't live without me -haha). We went out the Friday after we met. I guess that should, technically, be our anniversary, I choose the day we met. 

I wouldn't say we met each other and knew we belonged together, we didn't think we were soul mates upon meeting, and it wasn't love at first sight. It was like at first sight and probably a bit of lust (I hate that word) at first sight. We wanted to get to know each other, and we did. I don't remember when we had the 'exclusive' talk. I think Clint went on a couple of already planned dates with other girls in the first week, and that's fine. Within a few weeks, we were only dating one another, and we didn't need to have a discussion about it. 

It took us a while to make the big moves. We dated for four months, and then he moved back to Ontario for four months - to make me go crazy. After he came back, we shared the "I love you's" and started planning a future. Although, the fact that we stayed together while he was gone, pretty much means we knew we had something together.

A year after we first met, we took a trip to Mexico together.

For anybody who has read my blog, you know about Clint, about how we met, and you probably know how grateful I am for him. So I'm not going to talk about our entire three years together. They've been good, fun, and wonderful, and full of love, encouragement, and respect.

Here are some things about our us:

We aren't perfect. We both know and accept it. 

Sometimes we bicker (usually when company is over so we all feel uncomfortable (haha)). 

We don't always agree on things. (I usually pull out google to win though).

We aren't always full of romance. In fact we are perfectly happy, just watching something on Netflix.

We're both basically introverts. We don't mind going out, but also like the fact that we don't always have to be social.

But we love each other fiercely.

While we aren't the perfect couple, our love for each other is perfect. 

We know what we have, and we aren't going to do anything to lose it. 

He's a bit of a geek, and I'm a bit of a nerd, and we meet up in the middle. We are weird, and embrace the weird. 

Being Gardeners

We both know how lucky we are to have found one another. Even though, it's not what we were looking for when we met, things have worked out perfectly for us (in my most humble opinion). We know we will be building our future together now, and the house was one first step of many together. 

I'm lucky enough to have had three years with him, I hope for many many more. 

He's not my longest relationship, but it's my favourite.

Nobody makes me laugh like he does, comforts me like he does, makes me feel safe like he does, or encourages me like he does. I can honestly say I've always thought soul mates were a bit of a ridiculous Joey and Dawson thing. Maybe it still is something silly, but I'm okay with that. He's the person I've been waiting for. I found him (with the help of the Internet).

That's it. I fall more in love with this guy every day. I love the crazy moments, the quiet moments, and the in between moments.

Happy Anniversary to us! 

As always,

"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Saturday, 9 May 2015

The bottom

May 8 and 9th.

I wrote this in two parts. My mood changed drastically between the two.

May 8th:

The Bottom Dropping Out

Things are going really well for me lately. I found the best possible man for me (I would go so far as to say my soul mate), and we are happy. I have a job that pays me, and I work with great people. I have awesome friends (that doesn't change), and my family is healthy and happy.

Even though my novel isn't really getting anywhere YET, I am highly optimistic about it being published.

Unfortunately, even though I speak often about gratitude, and I am SO VERY grateful for the way my life is turning out, the evil pessimist on me jumps out at the worst times. Instead of being excited for the future and loving my present, I have a knot in my stomach because I feel like things can't go this well.

It's terrible right? I can't just appreciate what I have because I'm worried something bad is going to happen to take away my happiness. This could be my past unhappiness coming back to haunt me, or it's just my negativity popping out at an inconvenient time. Negativity is ALWAYS inconvenient.

I usually live with the 'What happens happens" mentality, but at the same time, I prepare myself for the worst. I'm worried my life can't continue going as well as it is.

May 9

I didn't finish writing yesterday, I was going to finish later.

But here's the thing: I had a great day. One of those day, where you look at your life in one moment and think, "Am I really this lucky?"

It was as simple as backyard time with Clint. Phone calls to my mom. Emails to my sister. Texts to my friends. Even if the bottom does drop out, I've got my support system, and I'm going to be okay.

I don't have a lot to say today. The fear is always going to be there. I fear loss, I fear things not happening the way I hope, and I fear losing what I have. However, I won't let that fear stop me from enjoying every single day and every single moment. Things are good. Things will continue to be good, and I'll continue to appreciate it.

Some pictures of my day and of my yard.

My inside plants.

Partner in Crime and I. Yes... we do outdoor work in matching hats.

 These are already growing in our yard from the previous owners.

Planting stuff! 

Handsome co helper.

C took some pics. I like them! Me working hard. (At times)

 We planted a lot. We had a great day. And I can't wait to see what will come of our garden! We have a lot of veggies that will hopefully grow for us! We had a wonderful day, and will continue having wonderful days.

Happy weekend all

As always,

"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Wednesday, 6 May 2015

Another NO!

May 6, 2015

It looks like it's another month of not having time to post. I hope to post once a week in May. Right now, that's all I can promise myself.

Life has been busy lately, and I feel like I'm counting down the days until the next pay day, which is a horrible way to live. June will be a better month. Possibly, at age 34, it's time to really think about the whole budgeting thing.

However, that is not what this post is about. I'm not having money problems (just to clarify), It's just a month with extra stress, and I feel like I could be doing better.

Here's what I want to talk about today:

A Much Needed Writing Update

Today I am going to write an update on my writing because that's one of the main reasons I have this blog. 

Recently, something very important happened.

I got ANOTHER no. It is my second no. This one came from the original publisher I sent to. It took them a while to get back to me, but I'm glad they did. (Even after ALL the impatience on my end). 

It was a no. I was rejected. 

How did I react?

No tears, no panic, no thoughts that I'd never get published. I responded to thank them for getting back to me, and then forwarded it to my friend in Toronto because she takes things like that as encouragement. She will make sure I know it's encouraging, and gets me closer to a yes.

This time, I believed her. Even before I forwarded it to her, I was okay. It might be because I thought the non response was a no, so I'd already come to terms with it. All in all though, the rejection was positive.

Rejection is not failure. It's only failure if I give up.

Short and sweet, and to the point.

Once again, I'm sharing the letter (more than the first) because it isn't something that bothers me. My writing blog will maybe some day have a published book to talk about, but for now, there's this.

I chose the publishers I did because they are based out of my province. However, it is true that they can only publish so many writers a year because they are smaller publishers (I'm in a smaller province). It's important for me to remember that. I can imagine, choosing a first time writer, who hasn't quite got her novel polished perfectly, is not something that happens. 

What to do now?

I wrote a really good novel. I know that. These rejections aren't taking that away from me. Yes, it will need edits, and it will need changes, but I still love the story, and the way I told it.

I'm just waiting on comments and the evaluation of my novel. I'm getting it evaluated through a Writer's Guild. It should be coming back any time. I'm excited to rework it, and start picking new publishers. 

I think I am learning a lesson in patience. Just like budgeting, patience is an important lesson to learn at any age (but especially in my 30s). This isn't going to be a quick process. I have to be okay with that. 

In the meantime, I'll keep on writing, keep on reading, and keep on living my life with expectations that I WILL get published some day.

Here's to a rejection with no tears. If I get a third rejection, I can't guarantee I will have the same reaction. I may cry the next time. 

That's my writing update. Not a lot has happened yet, but I have to work to make it happen. 

Until next week. (Hopefully).

As always,

"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson

©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.

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