One of my busiest freelance clients offered me a full-time job, starting tomorrow. No benefits yet, but I get to work from home, the hours are flexible, and the pay is decent. One step closer to babymaking time!
Unless having my US Immigration Visa approved is interesting, of course. Now I’m stuck in Montreal for a few days until the Consulate gives me back my passport and paperwork. As has been pointed out, there are undoubtedly much worse places to be stuck, but when all one wants is to go home, it still feels stuck.
Once I receive my paperwork, I’ll drive back to Toronto (to return the rental car) and then fly home. As I cross the border, I’ll use my paperwork to register as a Permanent Resident; I’ll then receive my greencard and Social Security Number by mail within a few weeks.
As with any bureaucratic process, I spent most of the time …
Whatever you want to call it, we did it. We’ve been wanting to visit the maritimes for awhile now, and gave ourselves a sneak preview by spending this past weekend in Nova Scotia. We didn’t have enough time to do everything we wanted to, but there’s no question that we will be back!
2008
my first scarf!
So, Lesley handmade me a wonderful scarf & toque set for my birthday this year.
It didn’t occur to me until today, but I’ve never owned a scarf. For that matter, I don’t believe I’ve ever worn one – certainly not within my scope of memory, at least.
Now that I’ve been wearing it for a few days (it got cold this last week), I can’t even fathom how I went my whole life without it. Now every day when I’m walking on my way to work, it’s like she’s there with me – giving me the biggest warmest hug I’ve ever had.
Some mornings when I get to work, I don’t want to take it off; I …
2008
am I a saint, or what?
we moved this last weekend, on account of the rash of burglaries in our complex (including our own) and the murder down the street last week. this means the drive to and from work is new and exciting – there’s a particular spot about halfway where the highway goes over a river, which from the right angle is framed by rolling foothills to the left and right, and the rocky mountains straight ahead.
yesterday, as i was passing this point i noticed a young lady pulled over on the left shoulder with her hazards on. i slowed and pulled onto the opposite shoulder and noted that she had a flat tire, poor thing. it’s -60F outside, …











