I’ll try the Salmon, Ella....🤢

 Some people have all the adventure, all the excitement and all the luck.  No, sadly not lotto luck, tho having a cool new job is pretty darn awesome.  I get to start work shortly,  since having Zoom means you’re never alone.

But I digress, back to the subject at hand.  My darling husband, light o my life, has been having a hard time due to old and no so old injuries.  His past sins slow him now and then, but recently he seems to be really suffering.  Started with a headache, then some annoying sneezes....hmmm perhaps a cold?  Then sore tummy... I mean really nasty, cramps, nauseated, can’t eat, aches....hmmmm perhaps flu?

Or...perhaps food poisoning!  Some online research and ho ha! (Exclaimed with enthusiasm and finger pointed in the air!)  Yes indeed, our happy albeit temporary home was the victim of Salmonella.   From whence it came remains a mystery, but it’s almost certainly the culprit.  A few days of increasing feeling like microwaved poo, then lots and I mean hours of sleep, aches, stomach pain....And just general misery.   Poor man.  I was actually getting kind of worried about him.  How worried?  I searched for and found the thermometer...thankfully he was an annoyed 98.6C.  

Then finally, fever reduced, aches almost gone, 3 days and 2 glasses of ice cold apple juice later and the prognosis is very positive.  He is over it...and tomorrow we get back to work.  OK we ease into work, no point going crazy.  And now to bed!

 On the upside, while he suffered and slept, I have nearly finished getting our bedroom packed!  Always a bright side to be found eh?  Lol 😝 

What have we done to deserve this?

When we last blogged, the reader was left. Hanging....did either of them get hired?  Are they still mired in a cardboard box hell? And what of the kitties?

So glad you asked, and even if you didn’t, here goes.  

I got  a job.  Yes, let the bells ring and banners I'm the new Manager of Economic Development for Port McNeill.  On the north end of the Island, and start work in January 2022.  O M G.  I know Its the job for me...a 2 yr contract, so no need to worry about working till I 80.  The town is beautiful, and we lived there 10 years ago...and its exciting, the prospect of seeing the changes, hooking up with old friends and did I mention a new brew pub!  We are enthusiastic about this...trip planning, booking movers, looking for a place to live.  And lurking in the far corners of my mind the biggie: packing. 

So we have been in our new apartment for maybe a month.  And with both of us shortisted for positions on the north island, unpacking ceased.  But damage had been done!  Boxes recycled, clothes hung in one closet, dishes in the cupboard, cds in their stand and books now in the office.  Gak!  Its about 1/3 complete, so it sounds like it should be easy breezy peasy to repack?  Yes, it does sound like it.  Unfortunately the reality is stuff is in a state of flux.  More like reflux! Half empty boxes, with a mish mash of what can only be described as Junk Drawer material.  In my haste to set up house, I foolishly dumped all the clean packing newsprint.  Argh!

So its back to Uhaul, getting everything back on track.  Labelling by the way is paramount in times like this!

Mac the Organized is the logistic specialist.  Booking rooms, planning the route...remember the 2 cats?  One long day on the road, then a ferry trip, and finally arriving in our town has been laid out in manageable bites.  Ok some bigger bites, but manageable. Movers are lined up. Again.  But what of the “stuff “ we put in storage?  Lets hope we can find some when we get there. I really don't look forward to a furniture dolly and tool kit in our kitchen.

Oh yes, place to live.  Well at first we found a gorgeous 2 bdrm with a single car garage....but in the wrong town!  Fortune smiled upon us, and we have a 3 bdrm 1 bath in what were the first townhouses to be built in our new location.  On the up side its being reno’d and updated, its inexpensive, on the down side I have no idea what we have to work with until we arrive. But its got garden access and an amazing  view of the ocean!  So we won’t  be living in a tent. 

And today, the 10th of November, is another day of packing, stressing and running errands, planning, eeeek.  I have read a dozen on-line “How to stay sane when you move”, “Smart moves” and no magic bullet.  Just get started, grab a jiffy marker and the tape gun and be ruthless! 

What have we done to deserve this?  Well all I can fathom is we are fearless, smitten with wanderlust.  And drawn back to the sea.  To careers we both are really really good at.   And what better place to eventually retire to than on the Island...its going to be a blast.  Oh yeah and never -40C again...lol

Stay tuned!