Last weekend we had a major snowstorm and Emi worked his butt off. After 3 days of double shifts and his tractor constantly breaking down he'd reached a breaking point. At the same time last Saturday I got a wicked bad sore throat that took me out of action. On Monday I was certain it was strep and even though we were mere days away from health care for life, I paid $65 for a doctor's visit to find out for sure, it wasn't but it looked and felt like it.
Our condo just doesn't feel like a home yet. There are so many issues with this builder and the residents are really pissed off. You can't even take an elevator ride without hearing about it and at the same time looking at the worker's graffiti and garbage. I really miss my house, I miss my Garden, my enormous bedroom, our large kitchen, I miss my family, I miss my cousin Diane, I miss John, Dennis, Karen, Ash, and Nigl. Here we are literally living in what was our two car garage in NJ. A two car garage that was built better. Emilio tried to hang a simple shelf and hit a water line because these idiots don't know you don't run water lines along studs.
Buying furniture in Canada is totally weird. We bought our couch in January, yet it's expected to arrive this Wednesday. It's not like the US where you can get the item the same week. It takes a long time, which means we are living with boxes for a long time. The computer armoire is coming on Thursday so we can finally put some office things away.
So hopefully we can actually have company soon.
Fortunately today felt like spring and me and the hubby got out here. We had our first day at our new gym. We enjoyed it, then we went to Chinatown to our favorite restaurant in that area, then we walked thru the bohemian Kensington Market where we bought T-Shirts to celebrate St Pat's day tomorrow with Mason of "Life Without Borders". On the street car ride home we got off in our Cabbagetown and shopped a bit on Parliament Street. We were reminded quickly why we love Toronto and we really needed today to remind us.