There’s no way to dress it up: I didn’t meet my father until I was 16 years old. Circumstances, more than anything else, had a hand in it. For most of my short life at that time, my father lived on Canada’s west coast while I lived in Germany. When I returned to Canada – … Continue reading »
For those of you who know a little bit about me, I can hardly believe it either. I’ve never been the kind of woman that needed to get married to prove anything to anyone. But here I am. Married. And it’s nice for many reasons. For one, it’s just sunk in that I’m officially not … Continue reading »
Growing up, my mother was an avid gardener. Though we didn’t have land of our own in Germany, she rented out a lot in the community garden and grew vegetables in the summer. We also had plenty of potted plants in the apartment and on our balcony. When we moved to a townhouse in Riverview, … Continue reading »
One thing I love about change is the opportunity to start fresh. I like building new systems and adopting new work methods. I especially love the makeover portion of the exercise. This time around, the apartment gets a slight review. See, when the boyfriend unit moved in, I gave him the office. After all, I … Continue reading »
In the past couple of weeks, I’ve received tons of warm wishes from people who are either unemployed, or trying hard not to be. When the conversation ends, I end up comforting them, stressing that “things really are okay.” (That said, thanks for the warmth. It’s cozy when it comes from friends). But seriously, I’m … Continue reading »
Given the last post, it’s hardly a surprise that my last few days have been spent revamping my résumé, updating my online portfolios, and generally trying to map out what’s next. Then a thought occurred to me. When I was younger, and in university, and even now, my goals always came in the form of … Continue reading »
Redundancy. Restructuring. Reorganization. When it happens, it seems pointless for HR departments to bother finding diplomatic terms for ” lay-offs.” At the end of the day, the boot is the boot. Maybe I’m saying this because I’ve been in this position before. It happens when you choose a life not lived as a civil servant. … Continue reading »
After a full week of more dust than I’ve ever inhaled, bags upon bags of cement, all the furniture in the wrong place, and walking on planks to get from the bedroom to the kitchen sink, we finally have new floors. 7 days might as well have been 7 months. And the landlord, bless him, … Continue reading »
I know I asked for it, but I think I want to consider taking it back. My landlord is finally giving me a new floor, only I’m still here. It’s been 4 days. He’ll be done before Friday, he says. Until then, the furniture’s displaced, there’s cement on the floor, dust in every crevice, and … Continue reading »
A few months ago, I started a new job and people have often asked me how it’s going. Here’s the answer. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. The learning curve is huge. I took a break from journalism for three years, struggled in advertising, and now I’m struggling with something I wanted to do … Continue reading »
