“You’ll learn, as you get older, that rules are made to be broken. Be bold enough to live life on your terms, and never, ever apologize for it. Go against the grain, refuse to conform, take the road less traveled instead of the well-beaten path. Laugh in the face of adversity, and leap before you look. Dance as though EVERYBODY is watching. March to the beat of your own drummer. And stubbornly refuse to fit in.”
— Mandy Hale (The Single Woman: Life, Love, and a Dash of Sass


I enjoyed lunch today at the park. The weather was balmy. Grey clouds loomed over head promising of rain.

I would have enjoyed spending the day with my windows wide open but the smell outside was so horrendous I even had to spray my balcony with freshener!🤢🤮😡🤬

While I grumbled about my neighbours’ inconsiderate smells permeating my personal space?

A huge fluffy bumble bee flew into my living room!😍

I haven’t seen one since I was a little girl! It might seem unremarkable but it was amazing!

It looked like a little a Pom Pom with wings!

I had been too tired of late to tidy up so today I caught up.

I had an OCD flare up yesterday thanks to GenZ.

He had been tossing out a lid, and washed his hands. He remarked how he couldn’t be too careful because of the germs.

My grinned faded. “What?”

“What?” He glanced at me seeing my horrified expression he asked if I was ok?

“What do you mean?”

“Well think about it? How many people have been washing their hands? You don’t know who has been touching what. You touch the lid. The customer drinks out of it. Bam! Coronavirus!” He went on. (Paraphrased)

I just about died. I looked at my cup of water. I wanted to cry. “GenZ!” I howled. “My OCD was finally at a comfortable level”

I ran to the sink and began to wash the germs off my hands. “What?” He touched my shoulder “are you ok? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you”

“The sani! Where is it?!” I looked frantically for the sanitizer.

GenZ handed me the huge bottle. I lathered up then grabbed the Hydrogen Peroxide cleaner and paper towels to clean my station.

“Really Becky?” He sighed.

I glared at him. “You had to say something!” I pouted.

Then one of the girls walked by. I have become so sensitive to smells and paranoid about smelling😢😅 I tried not to let it show that her BO was bothering me.

She finally left.

I reached for the sani again. Lathered myself. Reached for the soap and soaked my uniform.

“What are you doing!” GenZ asked, watching my bizarre behaviour.

“I can’t help it!” I was so mortified.

GenZ shook his head. “You don’t smell”

He returned to brewing coffee.

I could barely speak. Sometimes having to explain my quirks is hard. Being judged. Especially when I know no one understands.

Oh well. Better to enjoy today!


No way. No way I’m sharing the TimBit, bro! Does that make me even Canadian?!


I had a lovely day.

Despite a nagging headache that started at work and turned into a horrible migraine.

I was still in a remarkable good mood. Although I had no energy.

I also discovered I would never make it as a salesperson. No mchappy day this year which meant we lost a fundraising for the Ronald McDonald house charities.

For every order I was supposed to ask for donations. Wow. I managed to get $25 during lunch.

I was using my sexy voice in one instance and a woman nearly “Karen” me off!

GenZ stared at me. “What was that?”

I grinned. “My nice voice”


“It’s the voice that makes women absolutely bonkers”

GenZ frowned “there was nothing wrong with your voice”

I giggled evilly “exactly”

“I don’t get it”

Annie marched over and glared at me in a dramatic fashion “Becky! Stop using your sexy voice you are creeping me out!”

GenZ glanced at me, then her. “Oh for the love” he had to walk away. I burst out laughing. Annie giggled.

Sometime later, GenZ asked me. “Do you want me to give you a massage later”

I perked up. “Yes please!” I turned around.

Oh it was nice 5 minutes of muscle relaxing bliss. until Annie found us. “Um how about you two start doing some work”

By the end of the day, my head was killing me.

I took a nice cold shower. Some Tylenol. Ate a bit then went to bed. Daisy snuggled with me.

I slept for a few hours Now I’m just trying to get into a comfortable position.


I had a horrible dream about wearing makeup again! The smell of it! The feel of the foundation on my face! (Shuddering)

I haven’t worn makeup since the last of my treatment. I threw out over $200 worth of palettes!

I really loved my highlights. So I miss those.

I suppose I was dreaming of makeup because I was discussing side effects of my treatment.

More importantly how smart I was to wait before I started working again because the rumble bum was awful. Even now Standing in Second booth, having bloating and gas with the fan on made an explosive combination!

My mom was aghast. “Why are you so disgusting? No wonder you’re single! You talk so disgusting!”

I was kind of hurt. I was discussing cancer and medical issues and she was worried about me offending the opposite sex?! Get bent!

So I moved onto from my side effects to how I was paranoid I couldn’t differentiate between the pain from my diverticulitis or my hernia. Because my pain tolerance was askew thanks to the tumour I had.

She stared at me. “Don’t try to change the subject! I can’t get you married if you don’t grow up!”

“What would be the point of being married?” I exclaimed. “You can’t have any more grandkids!”

She glared at me “someone to take care of you”

I don’t care about marriage. I wanted to talk about my cancer. This is why I don’t like talking about anything related to my cancer.

I am made to feel guilty. I am made to feel like a “pick me” girl. And a humble brag.


GenZ: have you watched Chobits?

Me: no I tried reading the manga. As well as DearS. I don’t like fan service.

It was as if I shot him. His reaction was priceless. If you don’t know what fan service is? It’s basically anime/manga that is meant to please the reader. Nudity for example. Big boobs. Which is ironic since I’m a breast woman🤪

GenZ: what?! You don’t like fan service?

Me: no I like horror, psychological thrillers, crime, shonen.

Basically I like anything that lets the Dark Side come out and play!


Holy fudge I’m getting really tired of this BS!

I go downstairs to the crew room. Can’t sit in the crew room because crew is forbidden to sit more than 3. There was 4.

I go back to my locker grab a mask go upstairs to sit in lobby. Unpack my breakfast but I can’t sit in lobby because oh no the customer will see me! It’s not fair because the customer can’t sit down and it’s unprofessional!

So I had to pack up my breakfast and go into play land!

If this had been my break? Heads would have rolled! 15 minutes had been wasted!


My favourite part of the day?

Is to watch the sunset.

I love the different colours of the sun refracting.

God’s masterpiece, I think.

I want to spend my time lying on the beach. My head on your chest. Watching the sun set. The sound of waves crashing on the sand.

Hopefully I don’t fall asleep 😊🤣😍


It was rough morning! I was allowed 4 more hours sleep but I am still wrecked!

I think I may be able to nap! I climbed into bed with Daisy. She didn’t try to kill me.

But she will.

I had Nashville hot chicken for lunch😈

Let the rumble bum commence!

It’s payback!


I am so tired!

I barely slept a wink this weekend!

I think Daisy was an assassin in one of her nine lives!

When I wanted to sleep?

Daisy would sing me the song of her people!

Nothing would shut that cat up!

No bribes. No threats. Nothing!

She was ruthless!

I made the mistake of watching 6 episodes of the Korean drama Vincenzo until 1:30am yesterday morning!

She must have taken some notes from the mafioso, because every time I closed my eyes? She was there!

I decided to go to bed early at 10:30 last night.

I slept for an hour. She would meow. No. I refused to play her cat mind games.

Daisy wore me down. I begged her to let me sleep.

Oh She did.

Until I realized it was too quiet!

I cracked open one eye.

I had no sound coming from my earphones.

No Reddit.

I was confused.

No wifi.

I Began examining my iPad, trying to figure out what happened.

I climbed out of bed to reset the router and discovered not only was it off, but the PVR was off too.

What was going on? The power wasn’t out.

I examined the power bar to find Daisy had knocked over a few books which in turn, killed the power bar.

No internet? No Reddit. No sleep for Daisy’s least favourite human!

Well played Daisy! Well played indeed!

SAILOR MOON ETERNAL: how could you do this to me?!

How naive was I to believe that the new movie Sailor Moon Eternal was a new story?!

Naive or stupid?!

I never really saw the trailer but I was so excited!

Until I found out Netflix was going to air both movies!

Egad! The horror!

How much of it would be censored? Chopped up? Forget that! What about the dubbing?

All these questions swirled in my head. I was dreading and yet anticipating the movie.

Finally watched the trailer.

Was gobsmacked! Stunned!

The movie was about the Dead Moon Circus!!!

The entire arc!

My least favourite arc!!!

This is what everybody was excited for?!

I was pissed!

They already had done The Dead Moon Circus in Sailor Moon Crystal!

I’m still upset that all this fuss over the new movie was for nothing!!! but I will watch it for Darien. Sorry, he will never be Mamoru in my eyes.