monstropolis rambings ...

So, about eleven days after arriving back in this monstropolis of a city, I decide to call my physician's office because I am overdue for my annual check-up and am concerned about skin cancer. I remember that it's often hard to get appointments for less than ten days to two weeks in advance, so I request an appointment for some time in May. And there's a waiting list. Groan. Doomed, I tell you. My check-up is only one of the many things that I need to do before the end of May, when we're supposed to be moving again.

What is good about this city other than it's time zone making staying in touch with friends and family easier? The traffic is insane. Chris asked me to drive him to the airport next weekend, and I'm already freaked out.  I have successfully avoided driving on those roads that lead to the airport. They were scary enough when there were fewer people on them!

I can't stand how I am scared to spend any money here. Even if it's groceries, or expenses that Chris and I have previously agreed upon. It seems that we never have enough to make life in Calgary feasible.

I've been passing the time by cleaning out closets. It's amazing that how going without things for a year makes you realize how little you need them.

Comments

[chronicler]

I have a rule, pretend there was a fire. Anything you wouldn't truly miss, goes for donation. Glad you're back safe and sound! And moving again? I do not envy your position right now.

[Ani]

Yeah we're going to have to do a little spring cleaning ourselves. Our closets are full of stuff I don't have room to put on my kitchen coutnertop because lack there of, so I will have to donate them to my brother in law who is moving and the rest sell on ebay. I really thought I would use the items too.

[Chris]

Where are you going now?