Hey, I’m Brittney 🙂 36, Saskatchewan born-ish running on coffee and chaos! I’ve been living in Calgary since 2012. Oh, and I’m a professional over-thinker!
Things I’m good at: Starting blogs before finishing old hobbies, making killer noodles and waving at people who weren’t waving at me.
Things I’m bad at: Parallel parking on 17th ave in Calgary and pretending I don’t stalk the Deerfoot traffic cameras before leaving the house.
What I like doing outside: Camping, fishing, or kayaking somewhere Alberta decided to show off. If there’s water and no cell phone service, I’m in. Bonus points if I can take 200 photos of the same mountain and still not capture how big it is.
What I like doing indoors: Going to concerts yelling lyrics, at home with headphones on yelling lyrics, or curled up being an avid reader who buys books faster than I finish them.
I’m always writing things down, whether it’s in my journal, or trying to finish writing my mystery novel that I’m definitely not procrastinating on, or “do not text him” notes to myself (jk I’m currently in a situationship with myself!).
When I’m not out having fun, I like to spend 21 days in camp roasting myself because let’s face it, working 12-hour days can turn even the most exciting person into a potato! The days drag on, feeling like a Netflix series with more filler episodes than plot, as I desperately try to find amusement in the endless cycle.
Then, after this grueling stretch, I dash home for a whole week of freedom—a short-lived paradise I hold dearly, like the last slice of pizza at a party! I attempt to cram all my hobbies into that magical week, as if I’m trying to win a gold medal in leisure! Whether I’m diving back into my favorite books like a literary Olympic swimmer, binge-watching movies until my eyes feel like overcooked spaghetti, or going on wild outdoor adventures that might as well come with a theme song, I make every moment count!
On a serious note, the reason why I started this blog: I’m gone 3 weeks at a time, no contact with the outside world-off grid-crappy food-no sex (jk)! The kitchen staff are sick of hearing my stories. Also, my Mom keeps asking what I actually do when I’m “outside of camp” instead of looking for the next right partner because my condoms in my purse are getting old! (Just kidding Mom!).
Being able to survive in camp and thinking of all these stories that people tell me, I need to do something with them. After two years of procrastination on writing my novel, I needed change. I will be adding a page to this blog of super short stories, including my own embarrassing life stories (I forbid my Mom to read these.)
So if you have ever had bad dates, weird wins or “did that really happen” moments. Send me your story that makes your cringe-laugh. I need material, accountability and proof for my Mom that this is real.
P.s This blog runs on chaos and coffee! Did I say that already? Anyways, I look forward to hearing from you all. Cheers!
Britt3 