Ramble Ramble...Rip!

To explain a bit more about the reason behind this project I'll start by saying that the beginning of the end of my career in not-for profit fundraising largely grew from a gloomy idea that my life was a complacent repetition of moments that really didn't excite me and goals that I barely believed in. You know the plot: alarm, shower, TTC, coffee & muffin on the go, emails, emails, meeting, emails, phone call, emails, lunch. Emails, emails, meeting, 3pm mat-leave farewell cake in the board room, emails, emails, TTC, dinner, t.v, sleep. It was an exhausting routine with limited satisfaction (for me anyway...). Part denial - part resilience, the experience of being fired led me to step to the side to re-evaluate and redirect my ideas and plans. For this I'd like to say "Thank you former boss for recognizing how bored and uninspired I was in my work! Thank you for pushing me over the edge to confront my career misplacement. Because of you, I've done things I may never have. Thank you for reminding me that we're all replaceable and that enjoying my work is critical to my survival because like it or not, I've got 30+ years to go!"


I do confess that I'm a fairly late bloomer. I've managed to avoid the working world with travel and school to the point of spoiling myself a bit. Before the age of 30, my T4 slip had never read more than $12,000! This of course makes me laugh because it reveals how tightly I clung to my student/nomad life. It was a fabulous decade and I regret nothing, but this former lifestyle has certainly made it tough for me to settle into a career. Not that I need or want a 20 year plan set out, but something to build on and be proud of over time would be kinda nice.


This project has become part of my revivial. The coolest part is, I've been noticing and paying more respect to all of the other "firsts" and interesting little things that happen in my life. It's a great reminder of how important perspective is. I recommend paying attention to yours.

OK, OK....onto the "first". This one was a bit odd because it was taking something that I have done (basic waxing), but to the next level. The other day, I had my first Brazilian Wax. Hands down - the most uncomfortable experience of my life. It all started with the price list at my local Korean "Hollywood" Nails shop which happened not to include a price for "Brazilian". In my frazelled state, I awkwardly started making hand gestures to explain what I was looking for. It was very classy and attracted quite a cluster of miniature Korean women laughing at me. Awesome. I soon found out that Brazilian Wax isn't on the price list because "it depends on how much hair". Apparently every women exists somewhere between $20 and $40 on the scale of pubic measure. What?!?

Keeping this PG, I'll skip most details and make only a few comments. Hot wax, probing fingers and RIPPING hair out from the follicle is never pleasant. It is drastically more awful however when you're asked to flip over and " hold here and here" to assist in parting your own cheeks. A Brazilian is nothing short of thorough and as such, I'm pretty confident that this was a once in a lifetime experience. I'l stick to my traditional Bikini. At least I now know the answer to the question on my mind the whole experience....I'm $27 worth! Ha!

P.S. I don't beleive in "owing" to your partner, but Men - I urge you to rush home immediately to demonstrate to your women how much you appreciate their Bikinis & Brazilians! They don't come easy!