Accommodate me! ..... plz?

Assalaamu Alaikum :)

So, I have been going to the gym for a few months now and I'm telling you ... it has been great. I feel like I'm going to become some sort of Super-Hijabi! I use most of the equipment available in the women's area (although the co-ed section has some pretty tempting weight machines, grr) except for one. This lat machine:

Since my attendance at GoodLife, I have only attempted to use this machine, once. Why, you ask? Because I'm a weakling? Well, that too but the story just gets a little more interesting than that.

I have been able to convince a couple of my co-workers to go to the gym with me. A friend of mine decided to work out with me one day and we looked long and hard at this machine. We were sure it would be able to do wonders in our work-out routine. We probably stood there for about 5 mins just looking at it. Not that we did not know how to use it ... but we weren't sure if we could reach it :S Darn that bar for being so high!

We quickly became discouraged. I was ready to just walk away with a *sigh* because my plats were not availabe for help. But my friend was determined, oh boy was she determined. We went up to it ... stood beside it ... looked up (because we're quite little) and tried to problem solve as to how we can reach up to catch the bar. Our itty bitty arms were not helping the situation :(

So I had a plan! Yay for plans!

Squeeky: Okay. I will hold this end of the bar and you reach the other end.

Friend: Okay! Good idea.

I reach up and take one end ... but ... there's a problem

Friend: My end is tilting up higher! I can't reach it!

Squeeky: Oh shucks ... the weight is too heavy maybe, let me put it on a lighter notch.

I change the weight and give it another go ... which didn't really help

Along comes a nice lady who saw us struggle and brought the bar down for us

Squeeky: Awww ... she's so sweet! Now we can finally use this thing!

Friend: Uhh ... how about you try it first.

I sit down and with the help of my friend, I have the bar in my hands and here I go ..

Squeeky: Umm ... this weight is a bit too easy :S We need to change it and add more pounds.

Friend: Uh huh ... but how are we supposed to change it without leaving the bar?!

Squeeky: Ohhhh crapulants! *cries*

We decided to try anyway. I got off and changed the weight to something more challenging

Squeeky: Alright, done! Now ... where's that lady?

Friend: This is hopeless ... I'm going to stand on the seat to reach it.

Squeeky: haha No! Everyone's already looking and laughing at us within themselves, if we do that, we're just going to seem more pathetic.

Friend: Who cares, we need to use this thing.

Friend climbs onto the seat and pulls down the bar

Squeeky & Friend: Success!

Who would have known that simple (for others) machine would cause such a ruckus? I must ask GoodLife to do something about this ... I deserve to use it too!

Home sweet Home

Assalaamu Alaikum :)

My parents have been discussing the possibility of moving. This discussion has been going on for quite a while but when your mother tells you that your father wants everyone to start to pack things up in the house ... you know it's serious. I ... don't ... want ... to ... move! The house I currently live in is small and cute. That's how I like to describe it. It's not a big house where everyone would be all "oooh"ing and "aah"ing. Alhamdulillah, so far, it's been perfect for my little family. I suppose my family has come to a point where it is growing/will be growing and a bigger space would just be better for us. I mean, I have literally grown up in this house. It will be about 20 years .... 20 years?! Oh my goodness ... that depresses me even more. I'll be 24 in a matter of weeks insha'Allah and knowing that I spent so much of my life in this house, it will be so sad to move away ....

I don't work well with change at all. I can't help it. I always imagined that when I would move from here, it would be when I leave my home to go to my hubby's. And to be perfectly honest, that is what I prefer. I don't want to move to a new house that I will be living in temporarily. Everyone says it would be better that way because the attachment would wear off and all my belongings could be kept in boxes and ready to go when the time is to come haha I gotta admit, it makes sense. I am very attached to my house. Everything about it. There are just so many beautiful memories here and I looove the location of where I am. My work is about 7 minutes away from me, how amazing is that? Oh and my room ... do not get me started on my room :( I'm going to start crying. Now *that* is my sanctuary hehe It's my space. I can't imagine leaving it for something else *sigh* It would be nice to have a bay window in there though ...

We have even looked at a couple of houses already *sigh* Actually, my parents went to look at more houses without me because I was causing such a fuss. As a matter of fact, we will be leaving soon to look at more houses *sigh* (yes, I know I'm sighing a lot but that's how I'm feeling!) Then again, I should check these places out. I know I am going to be super picky! Right now, I am definitely not going to be looking for my 'dream house' because that is what I will be wanting for my own family, insha'Allah.

Moving is a big deal and I know whenever it happens, I will not take it well. I will probably go into hysterics haha Oh dear, now that is a sight no one should be subjected to. I just pray that we find that perfect house and move in happily. I feel it would be good for my family. It is a bit exciting when I imagine being somewhere completely different ... but when I really begin to think about it ... there is no place like home.

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