SUNNY, BREEZY, temps minus 8
We didn't get the terrible storm of the Northeast! Indeed, we got sunny skies...hough we are stillin Montreal so who knows what Sutto got. Quite a hit New Yor, Boston, etc took. Quite beautifrul though.
Quick blog...life suddenly got very buisy and trying to get my writing done...Michael's colonoscopy was perfect...all clear. Phew. Always a relief. But we have, as you might know, a pied a terre in Montreal...a small apartment we rent. And last year everything seemed to go downhill. No hot water for weeks on end...then no het in November. Calls to the management company went unanswered. Felt like we were all under seige. We're very lucky because this isn't our full-time home, but people who have nowhere else to go were beside themselves.
And today we all got notice of a rent increase!
I was afraid this would happen, so on our way to breakfast and to pick up the registered letter I asked Michael how he felt about moving, and e discussed it...but only if there was an increase. When we saw that there was, combined with our concerns for how well the building is now managed...we decided to consider moving.
On our way back we pass an apartment building very close, steps really, to where we get breakfast, and a big movie theatre, grocery store, the subway, buses, and overlooking parkland too. We nipped in to talk to their rental people, and an hour later we came out, having all but rented a new place. Michael then had lunch with a friend, I got in some writing, and we returned to the 'new' apartment and saw it again and liked it even more. It's smaller than our current apartment - one bed, one bathroom instead of two bed, two bath. But we don't need, or use, two. It has a lovely view, a great balcony, parking, much cheaper rent, 24 hr dorrman and security, plus an exercise room on the top floor and an indoor pool up there. Gorgeous.
So, we just rented it!!! Yippee... move in in June. Of course, that will be some work...but we're thrilled. Very excited.
Need to run - more writing to do, expecting a phone call...and going to watch Tropic Thunder with Michael. We saw W last night. Loved it!
Speak tomorrow. I wonder if we can get an HGTV programme to come decorate our pied a terre??? I think not, since I believe they only do things in Toronto. Still...
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Tuesday, 3 March 2009
Saturday, 28 February 2009
I'm pretty sure that's my ash...
blue, blue skies, cold, calm winds, temps minus 15
Doesn't feel all that cold. Inf act, it's a beautiful day. Just clumped along to feed the birds, doing the round - snow crunchy and white and not a breath of wind.
Just got back from the funeral home in Magog for the visitation for Jacques Dad. In French it's called the 'expose'. On the way down Michael and I talked about what we'd like for our own funerals. We both agreed we'd like the service at Grace Anglican church in Sutton. We both want to be cremated. I'd like to go before him, but apparently we don't get to choose. Seems unfair, but there you go. I also think the funeral home visits are horrific. Not for the friends and supporters, but for the family. So I told Michael I'd like a very simple service, and then a party in the church hall afterward. A celebration. Because, frankly, if I go tomorrow, while it certainly wouldn't be my choice I know for sure life owes me nothing. Infact, I've been way luckier than I have any right to be. Quite astonishing. Michael said the same thing - about himself, not me.
The interesting thing in Quebec, as I believe I've mentioned before, is that often the actual burial is deferred until the spring, when it's easier to break the ground.
My preference is just to have the ashes spread. We did that with my mother. Buried some, then split the rest up among the 3 kids. And we all spread her where we wanted. Michael and I spread her on the island here on our property, into the elder bushes. We thought for a while she'd killed the bush since it disappeared for a couple of years - but then returned.
I'd like to be spread too...though perhaps not right on top of my mother. Imagine spending eternity arguing with Mom over whose bit of ash that was.
we're heading in to Montreal tomorrow...Michael has a colonoscopy Monday at noon. Just a regular check-up, nothing else. And I'm going in on Wednesday morning for another breast scan. Seems to have become a pasttime with me. Some people hang around the mall, I hang around the ultrasound. We all have our 'hoods.
Will start writing book 6 tomorrow morning...Bury Your Dead. And of course we're fasting for Michael's test...and being good co-dependents, I'm fasting too. Am already fantastizing about lunch Monday. Yum.
Speak tomorrow - stay well.
Doesn't feel all that cold. Inf act, it's a beautiful day. Just clumped along to feed the birds, doing the round - snow crunchy and white and not a breath of wind.
Just got back from the funeral home in Magog for the visitation for Jacques Dad. In French it's called the 'expose'. On the way down Michael and I talked about what we'd like for our own funerals. We both agreed we'd like the service at Grace Anglican church in Sutton. We both want to be cremated. I'd like to go before him, but apparently we don't get to choose. Seems unfair, but there you go. I also think the funeral home visits are horrific. Not for the friends and supporters, but for the family. So I told Michael I'd like a very simple service, and then a party in the church hall afterward. A celebration. Because, frankly, if I go tomorrow, while it certainly wouldn't be my choice I know for sure life owes me nothing. Infact, I've been way luckier than I have any right to be. Quite astonishing. Michael said the same thing - about himself, not me.
The interesting thing in Quebec, as I believe I've mentioned before, is that often the actual burial is deferred until the spring, when it's easier to break the ground.
My preference is just to have the ashes spread. We did that with my mother. Buried some, then split the rest up among the 3 kids. And we all spread her where we wanted. Michael and I spread her on the island here on our property, into the elder bushes. We thought for a while she'd killed the bush since it disappeared for a couple of years - but then returned.
I'd like to be spread too...though perhaps not right on top of my mother. Imagine spending eternity arguing with Mom over whose bit of ash that was.
we're heading in to Montreal tomorrow...Michael has a colonoscopy Monday at noon. Just a regular check-up, nothing else. And I'm going in on Wednesday morning for another breast scan. Seems to have become a pasttime with me. Some people hang around the mall, I hang around the ultrasound. We all have our 'hoods.
Will start writing book 6 tomorrow morning...Bury Your Dead. And of course we're fasting for Michael's test...and being good co-dependents, I'm fasting too. Am already fantastizing about lunch Monday. Yum.
Speak tomorrow - stay well.
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