Well end of November was, as i may or may not have mentioned, was the end of my job. Short of 2 years by 2 weeks. A shock ...yes. But at the end it wasn't sad. I wasn't confused, there was no sense of loss or remorse, it was....dare i say...exciting? Perhaps I’m a closet ADHD personality? Dont get me wrong, it was a decent enuff job. I was usually challenged, but in an environment where any reciprocal challenging was seen as “push back” and the new management style was ..... how you say ... “old school”. Lol or as I’ve said, my way or the highway. And so now here I am, unsure of where my next adventure lies. Or am I?
Lets revisit the situation, from a new point of view:
- I want to retire. Knowing I wont retire rich (unless the Lord decides Yes MsMarlean its time you are a winner) it’s obvious to me a modest lifestyle is in my future. Ok I can dig that. I mean I have my health, my darling husband, my cats...oh and a new bike. And I have pinched pennies and done without before in my life, I can do it again.
- Life in the north is a good one. I mean hubby is employed, and happy. He enjoys his work, and has an end goal in site, we can manage! Our pantry and freezer are full, we have at least 8 good bottles of scotch on standby, and are close to my mom and stepdad.
- Job options for me are out there! I have applied for some cool positions I am sure I would enjoy and that would challenge my brain. Gotta keep using it while it lasts right? 😂
- While I keep looking for work I can collect Employment Insurance. Wont get me a vacation to the Caribbean but keeps me in Hob Nobs and Ice Cream.
- Time for art no longer needs to be rationed. I can paint at the studio when the urge strikes me. This is important...from a creative and a social standpoint. My artsy gals are an amazing inspiring group of women!
UPDATED
THE MOVE IS BEHIND US, we’re in the house, collecting EI, looking at some good options...and the 385 pieces we moved are around 60% unpacked.
Made a new friend with a lady who just sold her house, is going thru health struggles and needs empty boxes and clean newsprint.
Our friends in Stavely are lifesavers with socially distanced beers and conversations, the local Deputy Danger is a life saver when it comes to moving really heavy stuff...
Had a trucker friend pull his BTrain up in front of the place for a cup of coffee...he was hauling sailboat fuel. Lol love his sense of ha ha....
Villagers are welcoming us back, even with social distancing...I think they are happy to see the back of The Slob and her hounds, many horror stories, so glad we got our house back!
Attended the bookclub aka wine club meeting on Zoom, so glad to see the gals! I go for the mail just to see people! I love our little village!
The yard is a shambles, time and effort...we’ll get it together. Bikes are coming out, inspection booked in two weeks...road trip!
We have guests from the coast booking in come June, mom and Bob are eager to come by and fingers crossed we can go to Montana in July.
John has mastered baking in the bbq until our oven door is fixed....
And Im making tacos and margaritas for dinner!
All in all, we are healthy, happy, and moving forward!
