Oh shit!

I moved to Whitehorse on Friday!

Things moved very quickly. From the moment Rob said "just go, live with your Aunt, then send for me" things got rolling. We decided I would go up first (because someone has to stay with the cats) on Tuesday night. I got a ticket on points for the Friday, and now here I am.

I've been on a tour of the town, and there is really SO much here. A few big box stored like CDN tire, Mark's Work Wearhouse, Walmart, Staples. There are a bunch of pet and feed stores, some of which carry our fancy brand of cat litter (almost the same price as home!), and the mega Loblaws superstore has everything we could want, including PC points.

The only thing missing is women's clothing stores, but I brought a suitcase of new clothes up and I'm all sorted out. The snow covered escarpment/hills next to town are beautiful, and so is the river. The little houses in the neighbourhoods look perfect for living, and the building where I hope to work (we'll see) is new, bright and comfortable looking. There's tonnes to do in town and we went tot he organic local bakery for roasted carrot soup and homemade bread.

There are thrift stores, consignment stores, fast food, super markets, arenas, swimming pools, trails and hiking, movie theatres and whatever else.

The town is kind of spread out, we'll definitely get a car eventually, but the buses are good so we'll start with that. We may have to expand our house searching to the further flung neighbourhoods just for the selection, and suck up the commute to town. I'd rather have a nice place than be close at any cost, and pickings are slim this time of year. Anyway, all that is a moot point until I get a job of some kind. I'm waiting until the written test is over tomorrow, then I think I will work on my resume and phone around for contracts during the week, waiting for my interview on Friday.

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I'm not excited yet. This has been a big change for me, and there are still unknowns about the job situation and housing situation. I miss Rob and my family very much, and the change in routine is kind of a shock because everything was normal for 5 months, and then everything happened in three days. I left at 5 pm and went the whole tip in the dark. I was very sad on the flight to Vancouver, but then my very good friends surprised me at the airport to spend my short 2 hour layover with me. This is no small thing. They biked 10 km to the airport through pea soup fog and left me a phone message to tell me to come out to arrivals. It was very important at that moment to have friendly faces, hugs and a beer. Those are some keeper friends, wouldn't you say!

The night I arrived I went to bed at 4:30 am my time and fell into a coma. Auntie Pat cleaned out the closet in the room I'm using so I can hang up my clothes. I would never have thought of it, but wow is that ever helpful. I feel more normal having my clothes in a closet. I'm all about trying to feel normal these days!

The shock of the changes will dissipate as I find out about the job situation, and make headway into building a life here. Boy is it ever weird to do that without Rob.

So, things are more than fine, I have prospects, a wonderful place to stay with someone who loves me, I have everything I could want and need and a chance to have it all.

Even when things are very, very good there must be an allowance for adjustment.

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ETA: I just answered the doorbell and ther was a young girl collecting money for the Yukon Special Olympics. I gave her $5 and she tolsd me that the top prize for collecting the most money was you got to take the Special Olympics cup home for dinner. I told her good luck she should eat her chili out of it. As I was closing the door I heard her excitedly tell her mom "I got FIVE DOLLARS!" and I'm thinking this is a pretty nice place.