I finally understand what people mean by "I love my job". I used to think that's kooky, but I can honestly say that I am enjoying my work tremendously, despite the 11 hour days. The challenges seems surmountable, and the learning curve not too steep yet. Then again, it's only been 2 weeks, so maybe I'll feel differently once the storm really hits.
I think I like the city, even though it's one of those that makes me feel distinctly non-white, especially in my profession. I was at two work related events last week for dinner, and can't help feeling 'different'. I know I should have gotten over this a long time ago, being in the military and having gone to RMC and all, but I never seem to quite manage.
The two ex's picked consecutive days to try to worm back into my life, but that door is firmly shut. I just can't deal with that stuff anymore.
Got a bike today, so that I can explore the city more easily. Looking forward to doing that when I can find the time. Should have been in the office today, but got distracted with various things. Flying home in two weeks for graduation.
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
my kingdom for an ironing board
A good friend, you ask out for coffee.
A great friend, maybe dinner.
But you really haven't seen real love until you have a friend who'd drive to ELEVEN stores with you to find you a decently priced ironing board. Apparently Edmonton can only make them: a) with the permanent fixture on the end that you should iron your shirt with, b) over the door model, c) priced at $70+. This is definitely a strike against the city, if not the whole province. Anyway, Marc was nice enough to drive me to all these places, on a holiday Monday, so we can finally return the 2nd store we went to, and concede to a $40 board, only to be told at the cash that there's a 20% discount coupon for it! Oh, and to make the trip even more memorable, CBC radio was playing readings of short stories/soft porn through the entire ordeal. Welcome to Edmonton indeed!
First Day
Today I finally join the ranks of 'working adult', both in the employed & functional sense. My 'kingdom' is a nice apt overlooking the river/ravine, but of course, I now work from 7am to at least 6pm, so my kingdom is often undefended. The office was really nice, and I even get my own real office, with windows! Pretty excited about that. Have been 'advised' to work weekends. Not too thrilled about that, on top of 12 hour days. Will go in this weekend to take some pictures of the place, for your viewing pleasure. Exhausted now - sleep now to start again tomorrow.
A great friend, maybe dinner.
But you really haven't seen real love until you have a friend who'd drive to ELEVEN stores with you to find you a decently priced ironing board. Apparently Edmonton can only make them: a) with the permanent fixture on the end that you should iron your shirt with, b) over the door model, c) priced at $70+. This is definitely a strike against the city, if not the whole province. Anyway, Marc was nice enough to drive me to all these places, on a holiday Monday, so we can finally return the 2nd store we went to, and concede to a $40 board, only to be told at the cash that there's a 20% discount coupon for it! Oh, and to make the trip even more memorable, CBC radio was playing readings of short stories/soft porn through the entire ordeal. Welcome to Edmonton indeed!
First Day
Today I finally join the ranks of 'working adult', both in the employed & functional sense. My 'kingdom' is a nice apt overlooking the river/ravine, but of course, I now work from 7am to at least 6pm, so my kingdom is often undefended. The office was really nice, and I even get my own real office, with windows! Pretty excited about that. Have been 'advised' to work weekends. Not too thrilled about that, on top of 12 hour days. Will go in this weekend to take some pictures of the place, for your viewing pleasure. Exhausted now - sleep now to start again tomorrow.
Sunday, May 11, 2008
confused
For the last couple weeks, I've really be struggling with the decision to move to Edmonton. I don't understand it. I have never been reluctant to go to another city, province, country, continent, to pursue what I think are the best opportunities for my career, academic, military or legal. But with this move out West, I had a really hard time, to the point that I was still taking interviews here after I've accepted the offer there. The merits of the Edmonton job are undeniable. I'm so lucky to get an offer like that this late in the process. It's exciting work, has great benefits, and basically the whole package. So what the hell is wrong with me? Could it be that I am finally tired of bouncing around, with nowhere and no one to belong to (whole different kettle of fish). I guess part of it is that I was really looking forward to finally moving back to Toronto - but what's in Toronto for me? People in Toronto who love me will love me no matter where I am. I haven't been in this city for 8 of the past 9 years. What do I miss, except what it use to be? And even that wasn't the best.
I don't want to bank too much on Edmonton. It will be what it is, a job, and I ought not expect more. To live within driving distance of my stalker is not without its reservations, but let's just hope the rumour mill will hold out for me for a while. Flying out in a week. Another year; what will this one bring?
I don't want to bank too much on Edmonton. It will be what it is, a job, and I ought not expect more. To live within driving distance of my stalker is not without its reservations, but let's just hope the rumour mill will hold out for me for a while. Flying out in a week. Another year; what will this one bring?
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