I'm Baaaack

Well, the move is over. Byron and I have moved back to Edmonton. I know, I didn't say much to anyone about it, for fears of jinxing. But here we are, in one piece, settling into our new place.

The move went swimmingly, until Tuesday afternoon when By got into an accident with his uncle's truck. He's fine, but the driver's door is worse for wear. And our phone was out for two days. Other than that, all is well.

I start work on Tuesday. The day we moved in here, I got the call that I got the job! Huzzah!

This move and transition has been smooth. Well, as smooth as a move can be. The loading of the truck went well, the drive over was good and we were ahead of schedule on things. There's been no major catastrophe with the new place (in suite laundry, a dishwasher, 2 bedrooms and a pantry?! I have arrived!). And the stress levels have been under control.

Byron knows that I hiss and snap when under stress, and I have tried very hard to keep the hissing to a minimum. Victory is mine! And then it hit me. The last few moves I made were under someone else's deadlines and needs. When I went to Victoria, I was given less than two weeks to end everything in Edmonton and haul ass over there. The move before that, I was in a desperate rush to get out of Yellowknife and took whatever I could get to get out. I did nothing but hiss and spit and snap during those moves. This time, it's totally different. Byron and I did this on our time table, on a schedule that suited us, and we didn't feel rushed into anything.

Go Team Stuike!

Since we've been back, things (like jobs) have fallen nicely into place. Heck - I even get my own office! Toodle-doo cubicle world!

God, I missed Edmonton.

Moving on uppingly Yours,
xoxoSallyS