2005-04-19 - 4:42 p.m.

Spring Is Looking Up (I Think. I Hope.)

The view in Beacon Hill Park.

This time I'm doing the moving-house thing right. We bought a dolly (hand truck, thing for wheeling boxes and stuff, you know) and raided dumpsters for boxes. We are paying to overlap our old and new apartment for a month, so we can move bit by bit. We don't have to be out for 6 weeks and we already have a large part of our non-essentials packed. And we got rid of reams of junk to recycling bins and charity organizations (actually, we witnessed our neighbours stealing a lot of the old clothes and knick-knacks that we had left in the charity box... but they do say that charity begins close to home... as in, right next door, I guess).

As of yesterday, all papers have been signed, cheques handed over, landlords introduced. It is actually happening. I can now officially fantasize about being able to do laundry any time I want. The glory!

Near the spectacular heronry at Beacon Hill. You should see these monsters fight over mates and nesting space!

Every few minutes Bee or I will wonder out loud about some possible furniture arrangement or another. Oh, you sexy two bedroom condo. So spacious, so overflowing with balcony area. Rowr!

The worst danger of our new apartment is the fact that it is within 5 minutes of every fast-food restaurant known to western canada. Fries from the yellow arcs. Hot fudge sundaes from the milk monarch. Doughnuts from that quintessential canadian doughnut place. Onion rings from the place with the root-beer drinking bear. If any of those places served veggie burgers, I would weigh 5000 pounds by Christmas. We will also be very close to a mall. Happily, it is home to the largest locally-owned bookstore in town, hurrah.

Blossoms are filling the streets of Victoria.

I just came back from the doctor, who says that both my eyes are infected and my ulnar nerves are irritated. So, it looks like I will be feeling better soon. With luck, hope, and deep-seated desire.