Changes

I've almost completed a whole week down here in London town... I'm 4 days into the new office, I've got it figured out where stuff is and all that. It's just been me and one other woman all week, and there are more people returning next week and I'm anticipating meeting more people.

 

I've gone by the Henry's here in town and met a few of the people there, and am feeling positive about the people I'll be working with there.  I don't start there til next week, but I think it will be good times.

 

Already changes around here have been happening. I originally thought I would be working at the university office here in London (where I am now) but it's sounding like I'm going to be moving to the downtown office instead. Not sure what that means really. I can understand the reasoning behind the whole move, since if I didn't go there then there would only be one girl working there and for all kinds of reasons that just isn't a great thing. However, I was looking forward to being here at the Uni, with the free parking and seeing Dave and what not. I could end up bouncing between offices, can't be too sure.

 

All in all the move down here has gone well. I've settled myself in and am more comfortable in my surroundings. I'm looking forward to making more friends and knowing people in the city, but thats one of those things that comes in time.

 

Lets see what the world has to offer.

 

Home Sweet Home?

So I moved to London this weekend, which is exciting and kinda confusing all at once.

 

It doesn't feel permanent yet, the fact that I now live down here and such. I started working at my new office this morning, and it's interesting as I don't know exactly where everything is, and I don't have all my sign-on info for the office so I'm slightly limited until all that is worked out.

 

I've got some pictures of the new pad, just have to upload them when i get a chance. I'm super excited about having fast internet again!!! 

 

Work is very very slow, with it being summer and all. Hopefully it picks up in the next couple of weeks. I'm sure it will, with student cards and that sort of thing.

 

It's weird... I had a desk at my old job and now I have a wicket... I also don't have any cell phone reception, so my days of texting people day in and day out may be over.

 

I'm not looking forward to doing my groceries tonight, but it's probably for the better! Eating lunch out gets pricey fast! I'm going to turn into a health food nut as I'm going to subsist on fruit and basic stuff I'm sure. I'm going to make a conscious effort to not live on pitas and hummous though. Gotta make some food and bring lunches!! Pasta and stuff like that is good for me.  Also rice. I love rice and soya sauce... I'm a nerd like that. 

 

 

 

Moving ... and the other things new in my life.

I don't remember if I mentioned this already, but if I haven't, I'll do so now...

I'm moving to London! Whoot!!! London, ONTARIO that is, for all that might get confused by the idea I'm moving overseas. Maybe someday, just not quite yet.

 

I'm moving in with one of Dave's friends, and taking over his basement. I'm pretty excited about the whole thing. I moved some stuff down on this past weekend and I'm taking some more stuff down tonight. I found a great deal on a bed (Qn size bed, mattress and beside table for $350!!) and got a desk ($90) and am borrowing a futon from Christian (the guy I'm gonna live with). Dave's loaning me his giant bookshelf, and soon I'll have my whole basement set up just to my liking!

 

I think my favourite part of moving anywhere is the part where I get to decorate to my liking! I've been obsessing over what colours to paint, how to decorate etc. I never get anywhere to hang my pictures, and now I have multiple rooms! I've got a bedroom (which is really all it is, a room with my bed!) and a spare room (not sure what it will be yet. Maybe a studio of sorts. It would be nice to have a place to set my lights up more permanently. It'll probably be storage for the most part. I've also got my own bathroom and a "common" area at the bottom of the stairs.

 

I officially move in on Aug 24th (or there-abouts) and start working in London on the 25th. I'm continuing working for the same 2 companies I work for now, selling travel at one and cameras at the other. Lucky me was able to transfer both jobs to the new location!

 

Other than all that, my life has been pretty hectic. I was in Ireland with my cousins for 10 days at the end of July, which was a blast. Pictures can be seen HERE.

 

Also, my mom has been recovering from her broken leg, though the whole situation is not as easy as we might have liked. It seems the break was caused by migrating breast cancer cells taking up residence in her hip area and weakening the bone. She has gone for radiation on the area and is starting some chemotherapy to help reduce the presence of the cells and get her back to being healthy.

 

It's odd, in my family we don't really discuss things, we just deal with them and get back on track without much ado. My mom is incredibly outgoing but when it comes to herself and her health issues she is very quiet and doesn't really tell many people about the whole situation. She'd much rather go about her treatments without anyone making a fuss if at all possible. I do my best to just be around and be available for if she needs me, and I feel bad at times leaving to move to London at this particular point in time. But London isn't very far and it's not like she's being left alone.

 

The only other thing thats really happened lately is that we've lost our dog, Charlie, whom we've had for 3, maybe 4 years now. He has been getting up there in years and his health has been failing. On sunday morning my dad found him laying in the lane way, unable to get up and struggling for breath. We made the decision there to put him down. He came to us after living on a farm, being outside and chained up for years. He was a yard dog, and his job was to protect the house and bark when people came in. The people he lived with moved to town and had no where to keep him and thus we got hime. He spent the last few years living in luxury, being allowed to roam free and come inside the house as well as had a best friend in Roscoe, our beagle.

 

I'm sure in time we'll take in another dog, as we rarely get "new" dogs and instead offer what seems to be hospice services to poor old dogs. I know people will say how they sorry they are and all that, but I hardly feel sad about it. I'm not sure if that makes me a bad person or what, but I haven't cried over the loss of a pet in 10 years, since my own dog, Dot the dalmation, was hit by a car in front of me. Since then I guess I've just realized that we have pets, and we lose pets and thats just how it goes. I've had something close to 10 dogs in my lifetime, and I learned early about the facts of life. Whether that makes me cold and uncaring, or just a realist, I don't know.

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