Life's a Stitch

It was a good thing that I scheduled the Chinese brush painting for earlier in the month (my posts have been a week or two late), because the latter half was moving mayhem. How did we open so many boxes while at the house for such a short period of time?  And if we acquired nothing while there, how is it that I had to buy an additional 20 moving boxes? It's Murphy's law of moving house, I suppose.

Now we're settled in back in North Vancouver for a brief while. It's strange being closer to the city again, in the midst of the turbulence of ongoing construction and traffic. We are staying close to where we lived when the kids were little, but the small nearby shopping centre, framed with woods and mountains, is being transformed to a community of high rise apartments. One surprise was that our previous house in the rain forest has been issued a stop work order due to permitting issues, or lack thereof. So there it sits, stripped naked and at a standstill. Very sad.

On a more positive note, our current house has received all necessary permits and deconstruction begins on Monday.  CONstruction begins in under a month. Believe it our not C and I are are still happy and grateful to be involved in this all encompassing retirement project. Ask me again in December when our builder told us we'd be putting up a Christmas tree. The project foreman commented that we should listen closely to what he said, not that we'd be moving in by Christmas, but that we'd be decorating a tree. Hmmm.

For balance I ended the period just how I began, bookending the chaos with a weekend painting class. This one was of Helmcken Falls in Wells Gray Provincial Park.