So have I mentioned the cathartic nature of writing a blog. Or “blogging” as it were. Sitting amid several boxes in various stages of unpacked-ness, gazing out to the mountains and morning sky, we have moved! What a production, movers scheduled to arrive at o a.m. showed up 6 hours late, loaded and gone by 9:30 p.m.
The cats were already housed at the pet resort....and we paid to have people come clear out what few odds and sods were left...and off to Mickey D’s an hour away for dinner! Finally! Then another 40 minute drive and at last we were in our motel for some well deserved rest.
Have you ever rolled out of bed, turned on the shower and were utterly disappointed at the weak stream of water emanating from the old shower head? Lol well at least it was warm and wet...hahaha unlike the coffee in the room which was hot and strong! Long story longer, we collected the cats and headed to Cranbrook ....found another nice motel, with kitchenette, checked the cats into another pet place, and waited for our movers to arrive. And waited. 7 days of motel life, one very nice owner/manager, and a lot of catch up sleeping. Finally our movers arrive...y hrs later theyve crammed a zillion boxes into our wee apartment and bed set up and made, we collapsed!
Apparently the downsize we did, was not enough. Our storage unit it nearly full, the place is a miasma of boxes, some unpacked, some open, some sealed, all moved and stacked so we have room to manoeuvre and Live.
During this I’ve managed to cook a Thanksgiving dinner - couldn't find the flour and discovered cornstarch gravy is not edible. We have been exploring the culinary scene, some amazing places and meals but lets save some of those dollars shall we? Last night a steak dinner on the electric bbq Mac bought...wow! Great dinner! So we are happy, safe, sore from moving heavy boxes around as we try to locate our STUFF.
You’d think this is where our latest adventure might end, culminate in massive donations to charities and more downsizing....But Noooooooo
So I may have mentioned an Ec Dev job on Vancouver Island, in a town we’d lived in for 4 years...well “as fate would have it” I am waiting to see if an offer is on its way. Lol So IF I get this job, yup...you guessed it...we call the movers, and off we go! The average Joe would think this is where we end the tale, but Noooooooo. Lol
Hubby stumbled upon an opportunity 20 min from where I will potentially be employed. And yes, he interviews on line next week .....whoa! What if we both get jobs! Oh my how plans change in the wink of an eye.
So heres what is going to happen or what could happen:
A) one or both of us gets hired, we break our lease, we pack up and migrate west to the and start again
Or
B) we don’t get a job offer, and end up staying in our lovely wee apartment, reducing our possessions by about 50% and enjoy a quiet peaceful life with the felines!
And there you have it. For now we remain in limbo or Purge-atory as Ive come to think of it...not unpacking one single item more, and keeping a lookout for a place to live in anticipation of a westward trip into island life.
Until then, lets read, watch British crime dramas and comedies, eat, dream and plan as best we can. And imagine us working and buying a couple of bikes, lolol
Stay tuned!
