What's The Buzz, Tell Me What's A-Happening?

When do we arrive in Canada? Tell me what's a-happening?

Um, dunno really.

Things were starting to get juicy for a while there. The lawyer said we should expect to hear something from Canadian immigration this week, we moved most of Poppet's bedroom to her grandparents' house, more furniture went into storage, more boxes of "unnecessary" items were packed, digital scales borrowed from a friend, farewell events organised....

And then the darn wheels went and fell off!

The latest email from the lawyer (bless his cotton socks) is the Services Canada has indicated AT LEAST another two weeks of waiting for us. 
(Insert curse-word of choice here...)

What to say, what to say. 

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On the surface it just all seems too hard now. But we're too far gone to turn back. We have to keep on keeping on. One foot in front of the other, one day at a time etc.

For now that translates as a quiet weekend with NO packing or shifting or upheaval, we all need a break from that. Many cures for stress will be sought out and sampled. Right now I shall go for a very FAST walk and listen to some very LOUD music. I'll start with this one...

No doubt there'll be some sauv blanc later on. 

The best cure for stress is, of course, to talk about it all. Lovely coffee with friends, a chat in the playground, a phone call to mother. And now I have this new toy, the blog. Thanks to you all for listening to my sooking lately. Usually my complaints are directed at the weather, but my repertoire appears to be expanding. 

Stick with me, I'm sure there's a return to sunshine and craft and silly nonsense on it's way. 

Probably just when Poppet walks back through that door.

J.