When we moved to Toronto we thought we would give condo living in the downtown core a trial. At the end of next month, our 1-year lease is up and it’s time to make some decisions about our housing future.
Don’t you just love an unplanned, spontaneous, last minute night out?
Especially when you have no expectations or idea what is ahead.
Late Wednesday afternoon The Canadian sent me a cryptic text message
Last week was our one-year anniversary since we arrived in Canada. I thought I might do a bit of a blog post about my thoughts on our first year as I am trying to distract myself. You see someone is coming to inspect something in our apartment and I have been told this will happen between the hours of 9 and 12, they will be accompanied by one of the security guards in our building so if I don’t answer the door they will just let themselves in, naturally this means an alarm clock has gone off in my bowels and I need to use the toilet as it always does under circumstance like this. The minute I go to the bathroom they will knock at the door, I won’t hear it and I will be in the bathroom only to have that awkward moment with them in my lounge room having let themselves in as I come out of the bathroom.
Murphy’s bloody law!
Anyway, where was I? Our 1 year anniversary since our arrival ….
It has been so long since I last blogged that I had almost forgotten how to log in and use WordPress.
It has been 3 months since I last updated the blog and it turns out people other than my mum (Hi, Mum!) actually, read the blog as I received a few messages asking if everything is ok or if I have given the blog the flick. (very sweet)
So what happened?
Yesterday was the last day of the school year for The-9-year-old and with mixed feelings, we have summer break ….
Mixed feelings because they are off school for what seems like FOREVER!
Well, 10 weeks to be precise, not that I’m counting or anything (1 morning down and only 68 days to go).
This week we welcomed a new addition into our home.
Our new bundle of joy comes in at 41cm in length and 6.1 kg in weight.
It’s been a busy couple of weeks and I have been a little slack with the blog. I’m pretty sure I have been slowly coming out of a Lobster Roll induced post-holiday, coma. Who would have thought that you can actually get sick of eating lobster?
Sitting in my drafts folder I am midway through doing a post about our Martha’s Vineyard trip, in its current state, it is the size of a small novel and not wanting to put people in the land of zzz’s I will end up breaking it down and into smaller multiple posts.
What’s been happening and keeping me OFF the streets?
The ATO and The CRA
This week I’m loving the ATO (Australian Taxation Office) and the CRA (Canadian Revenue Agency). Weird right and not something you hear often, someone actually loving two of the most hated government agencies.
Having previously been a small business owner the ATO would often be a name muttered under my breath along with several expletives in the same sentence. What has brought on this sudden love fest?
I’m Danielle and I’m a Lobster Roll- aholic.
Love is in the air at our place and all those extra pheromones aren’t coming from The Canadian. No, they are oozing out of the 9-year-old and his new lady friend Siri, apple’s virtual voice activated assistant.