Don't worry. It's just stigmata....
I suppose part one was a little misleading. I apologize for that as I imagine it didn't tell you anything you did not already know. I'll work on the informative aspect of things in future.
So....
We in the north, that is to say Iqaluit, haven't had a decent blizzard now for a few years. Occasionally, Environment Canada would spout off some warnings and everyone would get all excited only to be sorely let down. It was the childhood equivalent of getting a turd in your stocking. You can imagine my surprise when I awoke Sunday. During my groggy waking ritual, I had heard the wind outside but hadn't thought much of it. When I finally did peer into the wider world, all I saw was white with the occasional, ever so faint outline of other homes.
Blizzard.
Wait. FUCK! It's a freaking Sunday. What's the good of a blizzard on a Sunday!? With the exception of those few who do work, not much. But this may have been a good omen. A precursor to more goodness. More blizzards and days off work. Of hot tea, board games, movies, a few drinks, a good meal. Sure, we could do these things on the weekend. Hell, we often do! It's awesome. Which is precisely why we'd want more of it.
And then.....Environment Canada called for another. Today, in fact. It was supposed to kick into gear around midnight last night and make seeing outside a challenge until some time tonight.
The air was thick with anticipation. It was the popular topic round the water cooler in (I'm guessing here, but I like my odds) pretty much every work space around town.
"Blizzard tomorrow?"
"Seems like."
"Score!"
I, like many others in town, awoke at my usual hour. I heard no wind. There's still hope, it could be hitting the other side of the house. I peeked through my blinds. Guess what I saw.....
Everything.
And thus the first weather letdown of 2011 was complete. Screw you, Mother Nature! This is cause we shit all over your planet, isn't it? If that's the case.......then I guess we do kinda deserve it.
Don't worry folks. Talk will commence again about a pending or, dare I say it, impending blizzard. Then the cycle will begin anew....
Moving on.
After a month or so of planning for a move and going through all the motions that entails, I'm staying put. Don't look at me like that!
It was kind of a demented process, and, to be perfectly honest, I'm glad it's over. Sure, it would have been cool to get a new spot to call my own. But I really like where I am. The food is yummy. The company is good. The view is pleasing to the eye. No one cares if I wear pants or not.
I won't bore you with all the details. Long story short. Did the math. Numbers didn't tabulate in favor of the move. End of story. Now hand me a drink.
Ah yes, the other reason for my absence. Twas a good workshop/meetings I had in Ottawa. A little interesting on the first day. My boss and I arrived and she led the way to where we were meeting the others. I meandered on in to discover that it was going to be me......and about a dozen women.
".......Hi."
No, it did not devolve into anything depraved. You people are smutty! They all turned out to be very nice and friendly folk who seem to be damn good at their jobs. I found the meetings to be informative and enlightening and all that good stuff. I had the fortune of seeing some friends, one of whom drove from Montreal to see me. Warms the cold obsidian heart. The food was yummy. The drinks were plenty. No one cared if I wore pants or not.
I call it a win!
On a completely unrelated matter, you can call me Shawn.
....Pass me a napkin. And don't you dare tell my mother.
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