Ready to deconstruct
September 16th, 2006 by Bill
I am making adjustments to my living accomodations. Ok, I’m not - other people are. Some of them are friends who are lending a hand; some of them are people you pay for that sort of thing (like the cleaners who will arrive at 1:00 tomorrow, were supposed to have been here to day … a very uninteresting story).
Why these changes? Well, because I’m going to be selling the place soon. And I’d like it to look it’s best.
Where will I be headed once it’s sold? Not sure yet. That’s still a mystery. But I got my ideas! I got my ideas!
Work continues to be rather busier than I would care for - don’t like that at all. And late next week … well, next week I’m off on a short, whirlwind-like trip.
Headed east - way east. Atlantic Canada. The Maritimes. Halifax, Moncton, Fredriction … that kind of east. Given the kind of weather we’ve been having in Edmonton the last week, I think God is trying to remind me what the east coast is like.
Really, I didn’t need a reminder.
(By the way …. those tools, and legs, are Gord’s. He was fixing my sink. It’s a much happier sink now.)
You’re gonna show up on my doorstep, aren’t you.
Well, life is full of surprises. But somehow I don’t think I’ll make it far enough south to cross the border. Not that it isn’t an appealng idea.
Still, you never know. Should you see a skinny man with a glazed and lost look anywhere in your area, that would be me.