Lots and lots and lots of Changes!

Yeah, I haven't posted in little while, so sue me, ya know??!?!?!??!?!

Anyway, my absenteeism in the blog world is certainly not on account of nothing going on in my life; au contraire! Much has happened since our dear departed Baron found his way to the rainbow bridge, most of it good!

To sum up, Lisa's mom quit her job around the middle of April or so, in preparation for her move to Ontario to help look after her mom, and all of went into overdrive getting the house ready to be moved out of.

The first phase, of course, was a massive cleanup and sorting effort in our garage, which had come to quite closely resemble the scrapyard across the water from my new job (I'll get to that part later). This took some time.. well a lot of time. As anyone who was involved in our last move can attest to, we had a lot of stuff. Much more than even we thought possible, and that was after having gotten rid of what we thought was a lot to begin with. Well, the new place doesn't have a garage, or any kind of appreciable storage, for that matter, so this time around we knew we actually had to get rid of about 95% of our crap. One way or another, it had to go!

Figuring that we actually had a lot of nice stuff that couldn't come with us, we held a series of very successful garage sales, eventually raking in about $1000 total between selling some nice furniture and other items. The rest of it went to the dump, or the salvation army. It was strangely satisfying to throw certain objects into the garbage.. items that had been following us around for so long we couldn't remember ever NOT having it.. but once it was gone it was like a weight was lifted off!

Moving day was actually a rather relaxed and laid back occassion, done over the course of about 12 hours, with frequent breaks. Where the last move involved about 10 people, a giant moving truck (almost a semi-trailer), my step-dad's fullsize pickup truck and two cars, this time, we did the entire thing with just the pickup truck and our car, and it seemed like there was very little to brought with us. It's a nice feeling, like starting over.

Of course, the day after the move I started my new job with the government. The Ministry of Aboriginal Relations and Reconciliation, to be exact. I like my job - it is challenging in ways I haven't really experienced before, but I am learning a lot and the change of pace has been a really positive experience thus far. I even have an interview coming up for a promotion already - that rocks!

I guess there really isn't a lot I can complain about, at least not huge things. I guess I've been a little frustrated lately over the seeming flakiness of some of the people in my life. I mean, it's always frustrating when plans change without warning, or when great ideas fall through, but that's life. I guess my frustration stems from the lack of communication about things, or the lack of basic politeness. How about an explanation for starters, just so that I know what's happening; did I overstep my bounds? Did I somehow piss someone off without knowing it? Unfortunately, since some people seem suddenly unwilling or unable to have a conversation about things, intentions never become known and it feels like jumping to conclusions is the order of the day!

On the other hand - if I ask if you're interested in being involved with something I am doing, you're free to say no! But, if you're going to say "Yes, I'm interested", then be willing to ACTUALLY do what you said you'd do! And if you decide after the fact, that you'd actually rather not, or don't have the time, or whatever, then TELL SOMEBODY! For frick sake, stop saying "Yeah I can make it" and then dropping off the face of the frickin' planet! !@(*)#$*#$)

There you go.. rant over!

All in all, things are good :)