Instead of going home in a week I'm going to be staying for another two weeks, which means I won't be back in Toronto until Labour Day. Why am I doing this when all I have done for the last seven weeks is say how much I dislike this job? Because I need the money. I don't have a job waiting for me in the fall so all the spare change I can get together now will be a help. It's not that this job is really all that bad. Mostly it's boring and I miss being at home in the city, with my daily routines and comforts. There are good people here and it's a good thing they're trying to do. I've made my own fun and been able to think about where I'm going and where I've been. I've realized that I'm very comfortable with the decisions I've made and places those decisions have taken me. Taking stock of the situation is key. I also realize (and I might get a little more personal that usual here but please don't click away) how lucky I am. In the past twelve months I've been in Toronto for roughly eight weeks.That's ten months away in the past year. This hasn't been easy for me because my girl is in Toronto. She's been great and understand about all the things I've had to do. She's supported me and has had nothing but kind words. She's laughed at my mistakes, shared in my triumphs and allowed me fulfill many of the goals I had set for myself. I can only hope that I've done the same for her. She'll try to deny all of this but it's true. I've told her several times all these things but it needs to be in writing in a public forum so she can't deny these things. Everyone will know what a wonderful girl she is. |
Sunday, August 12, 2007
On & on & on
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