I've spent most of last week helping my mother set up for a garage sale. Fortunately she's let me off actual garage sale duty (probably because if someone asked me if they could have a diamond studded, 24 carat tiara fora buck I'd say sure) ;)
So today husband and I are going to go out garage sailing. I'll post if we buy anything special (like a 1908 Bell upright grande piano). hee hee hee, I can't believe I got a 1908 Bell upright grande piano at a garage sale. Can you say lucky?!?!?!?
I went out for lunch with Mike (the ex boyfriend from 6 years ago). It was nice to catch up.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Busy busy busy
Chris and I have spent the day working like dogs! We were talking to a realtor (Little Miss Curious went to an open house down the street) and have an appointment to have the house assessed on Tuesday to see approximately how much we can list it for.
To make the living room look bigger we moved the TV into the corner and turned the couch/coffee table et al 90 degrees. I'm amazed at the difference it's made, the room looks 100% bigger! If we'd known it would have this effect we would have done it this way in the first place. We won't be able to have surround sound because Chris wired the speakers to the TVs old position and it's too much work to thread the wires through the walls to the new position so we'll have to suffer with stereo sound but c'est la vie eh?
We've got 3 days to get the house ship shape so it can be assessed. Not much work involved, just some tidying.
To make the living room look bigger we moved the TV into the corner and turned the couch/coffee table et al 90 degrees. I'm amazed at the difference it's made, the room looks 100% bigger! If we'd known it would have this effect we would have done it this way in the first place. We won't be able to have surround sound because Chris wired the speakers to the TVs old position and it's too much work to thread the wires through the walls to the new position so we'll have to suffer with stereo sound but c'est la vie eh?
We've got 3 days to get the house ship shape so it can be assessed. Not much work involved, just some tidying.
Friday, May 1, 2009
Heigh Ho Heigh Ho
It's home from work I go...
I just finished my last day at my former assignment. I was with the Regional Capacity Assessment Team for just over a month and I really enjoyed myself.
On Monday Chris and I are going to the general meeting for prospective foster parents. We're hoping to become foster parents and do some good for our community. I'll let you know how that goes when the time comes.
We're going to Ontario in May for my cousin John's wedding. That should be fun. I'm not looking forward to a 4 hour plane ride followed by 3 hours in a car with my mother but I suppose I'll have to suck it up!
I just finished my last day at my former assignment. I was with the Regional Capacity Assessment Team for just over a month and I really enjoyed myself.
On Monday Chris and I are going to the general meeting for prospective foster parents. We're hoping to become foster parents and do some good for our community. I'll let you know how that goes when the time comes.
We're going to Ontario in May for my cousin John's wedding. That should be fun. I'm not looking forward to a 4 hour plane ride followed by 3 hours in a car with my mother but I suppose I'll have to suck it up!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
I thought I'd shared all our bad news but...
I thought I'd written a post about this. I guess I must have thought that I had but then forgotten that I'd forgotten... if that makes sense you're in need of medication!
I got home from Nanaimo on Friday February 27. On Sunday I left for Vegas with grandpa (we'd planned and booked and paid for the trip on Monday!) Vegas would have been nice except that grandpa was very ill, I honestly thought that I would be taking him home in a body bag!
At about 7:30 am on Tuesday I got a phone call from Chris. His voice was hoarse and he was very distracted. Finally he managed to blurt out that he was leaving for England in an hour because his mother had just had a heart attack and they didn't think she was going to make it through the night.
She passed away about 2 hours before he got there. He took two weeks off work (it took that long for bloody England to arrange the funeral!)
Meanwhile, on Tuesday morning, about 2 minutes before Chris' phone call, I'd taken my first dose of Clomid with the expectation that I would be seeing Chris in a few days and we'd have a chance to see if the Clomid actually works. *ahem* those of you who don't know what Clomid is, or why I needed Chris in order to see if it works should ask your mom about the birds and the bees.
I arrived home from Vegas on Thursday, spent a week loafing around the house with nothing to do. I slept with Mush at night because I didn't want to have to sleep alone.
Needless to say, the Clomid didn't work... for obvious reasons!
On a brighter note:
I've got a job, only temporary but still it's money in the bank.
I bought a new bed for Maya, she's now sleeping on: a 3 inch foam pad, a mattress topper, a camp blanket, an "orthopedic" pet bed and her blanky. I figure, what the hell, she's 14 she deserves a bit of comfort!
We're knuckling down to get the house ready to sell. Most of the work that needs doing is outside. It would be much easier to do (are you listening mother nature?) if there wasn't a thousand feet of snow outside! I mean really wtf? Are we suffering from global warming or what?!?!?!?!?!?
I'm unable to play the piano at the moment, the damper pedal is not working for some reason. I suspect that a certain feline may have dropped something down the piano and it dislodged something. I guess I'll find out once we scrape up the dough to get the piano man in to look at it.
I got home from Nanaimo on Friday February 27. On Sunday I left for Vegas with grandpa (we'd planned and booked and paid for the trip on Monday!) Vegas would have been nice except that grandpa was very ill, I honestly thought that I would be taking him home in a body bag!
At about 7:30 am on Tuesday I got a phone call from Chris. His voice was hoarse and he was very distracted. Finally he managed to blurt out that he was leaving for England in an hour because his mother had just had a heart attack and they didn't think she was going to make it through the night.
She passed away about 2 hours before he got there. He took two weeks off work (it took that long for bloody England to arrange the funeral!)
Meanwhile, on Tuesday morning, about 2 minutes before Chris' phone call, I'd taken my first dose of Clomid with the expectation that I would be seeing Chris in a few days and we'd have a chance to see if the Clomid actually works. *ahem* those of you who don't know what Clomid is, or why I needed Chris in order to see if it works should ask your mom about the birds and the bees.
I arrived home from Vegas on Thursday, spent a week loafing around the house with nothing to do. I slept with Mush at night because I didn't want to have to sleep alone.
Needless to say, the Clomid didn't work... for obvious reasons!
On a brighter note:
I've got a job, only temporary but still it's money in the bank.
I bought a new bed for Maya, she's now sleeping on: a 3 inch foam pad, a mattress topper, a camp blanket, an "orthopedic" pet bed and her blanky. I figure, what the hell, she's 14 she deserves a bit of comfort!
We're knuckling down to get the house ready to sell. Most of the work that needs doing is outside. It would be much easier to do (are you listening mother nature?) if there wasn't a thousand feet of snow outside! I mean really wtf? Are we suffering from global warming or what?!?!?!?!?!?
I'm unable to play the piano at the moment, the damper pedal is not working for some reason. I suspect that a certain feline may have dropped something down the piano and it dislodged something. I guess I'll find out once we scrape up the dough to get the piano man in to look at it.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Suffering!
I am suffering greatly at the moment! I am sharing a hotel room with my mother and Kristy. (My mother could not cope with being in aunty Diane,s house). Kristy has a head cold and sounds like Darth Vader! And my mother is snoring loud enough to wake the dead. I cannot decide whether to kill the two of them or kill myself! This is horrible! I think I am going to have to wake one or both of them up and tell them to wait until I am asleep before they are allowed to go to sleep. I cannot cope with this bull!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Today has been, to put it mildly, a little surreal.
A few days ago aunty Diane fell and broke her arm. Now, for someone with ITP, Von Willebrande's and Hep C that is no laughing matter. We received word that she was in the hospital but would be going home on Wednesday or Thursday. Wednesday Chris and I were at my parent's house for dinner and my mother called the hospital in Nanaimo to check on aunty Diane and see when she'd be released. As she was on the phone her face drained of all colour and literally fell. The gist of the nurse's update was: she's in the ICU come as fast as you can because she's not going to make it through the night. Well, my mother was somewhat hysterical so I packed a bag for her then drove her to the airport (after stopping at my house to pack a bag for myself).
We approached the Air Canada desk and (crying) asked for the NEXT AVAILABLE flight to the island (we didn't care if we went cargo or strapped to the wing of the plane!) First we were shunted to three different counters then we were told (quite rudely) that there were no seats.
We went to West Jet and were escorted immediately to a separate counter, booked on the next available flight, and given $40 worth of meal vouchers. Talk about service!
The flight was delayed so we didn't get in the air until 11:00 pm (Calgary Time). We arrived in Victoria to hear that the Malahat was treacherous and it would be unsafe for us to drive up to Nanaimo. I explained our plight to the car rental lady (National Car Rental) and she upgraded us to an SUV (free of charge). It was a harrowing journey to Nanaimo and we had a few close calls but we made it.
We had discovered in Victoria, from my dad, that we were too late and that aunty Diane had passed away at 10:30 pm (BC time). We went to the hospital anyway because my mother wanted to see her and say her goodbyes.
I'm now at Aunty Diane's (well, I suppose it's just uncle Roy's now) house typing this on the computer. I don't think the enormity of the situation has hit me yet.
A few days ago aunty Diane fell and broke her arm. Now, for someone with ITP, Von Willebrande's and Hep C that is no laughing matter. We received word that she was in the hospital but would be going home on Wednesday or Thursday. Wednesday Chris and I were at my parent's house for dinner and my mother called the hospital in Nanaimo to check on aunty Diane and see when she'd be released. As she was on the phone her face drained of all colour and literally fell. The gist of the nurse's update was: she's in the ICU come as fast as you can because she's not going to make it through the night. Well, my mother was somewhat hysterical so I packed a bag for her then drove her to the airport (after stopping at my house to pack a bag for myself).
We approached the Air Canada desk and (crying) asked for the NEXT AVAILABLE flight to the island (we didn't care if we went cargo or strapped to the wing of the plane!) First we were shunted to three different counters then we were told (quite rudely) that there were no seats.
We went to West Jet and were escorted immediately to a separate counter, booked on the next available flight, and given $40 worth of meal vouchers. Talk about service!
The flight was delayed so we didn't get in the air until 11:00 pm (Calgary Time). We arrived in Victoria to hear that the Malahat was treacherous and it would be unsafe for us to drive up to Nanaimo. I explained our plight to the car rental lady (National Car Rental) and she upgraded us to an SUV (free of charge). It was a harrowing journey to Nanaimo and we had a few close calls but we made it.
We had discovered in Victoria, from my dad, that we were too late and that aunty Diane had passed away at 10:30 pm (BC time). We went to the hospital anyway because my mother wanted to see her and say her goodbyes.
I'm now at Aunty Diane's (well, I suppose it's just uncle Roy's now) house typing this on the computer. I don't think the enormity of the situation has hit me yet.
Friday, January 30, 2009
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