Red Cedar

I don’t know what’s going on – but suddenly my job has become a hell of a lot of “can you do that right now?” – for no real reason I can see. I’m not complaining – between that and apartment hunting, the days are just flying by – but it has lead to a dearth of blog-posting for which I must atone!

Unfortunately, I don’t have anything particularly witty or insightful to say this morning. And my only news is that I just came back from Victoria on Tuesday morning, and have been working like crazy and looking for a place to live since then. I saw two (unsuitable) places yesterday and have an appointment to view a suite on Saturday. I’m hoping to line up at least another one for then as well. There’s also a place to view Monday night if I haven’t found anything by then. No shortage – just need to find something that isn’t crazy expensive, isn’t divey, and feels right. I’m pretty sure it will be on the Drive, though I’m also looking in Gastown in case something funky comes up. Oh yeah, and Craigslist is by far the best place to find apartments these days – I’m not even bothering with the classifieds this time around.

I will hopefully come back later with something more interesting to say.

I too support Daniel McGowan – but I couldn’t have said what Running Scribe here says quite as well.

Some of you will be glad, some of you will be sad – but I`ve come to the decision that moving is a must at this point, and because of the slow pace of bureaucracy, the move will be to Vancouver in the interim (probably for the next year).

They haven’t said no to Victoria – in fact it looks very plausible – but first a number of things need to be ironed out and I don’t want to sit around the Sunshine Coast all winter waiting for them to get sorted. So Vancouver, December 1st… and I’ve already started looking for a place to live (would also be willing to go for a November 15th move date – my schedule is really stupid in Nov and Dec so the sooner I can do it the better really).

Everything seems very hectic right now and I’m relieved to have come to a decision more than anything else. It’s not even so much a decision as the recognition that all signs are pointing me to Vancouver at the moment (work, union, proximity to friends) and rather than swim upstream, I’m going to let the river carry me a little ways.

So I’m excited with this even though it wasn’t exactly what I was planning for (or maybe especially because it wasn’t what I was planning for). Now onto the onerous job of packing – and paring down (rents have gotten a mite more expensive since I last lived in Van).