Out With the Wisdom

I'm back from my wisdom-tooth removal adventure in Vancouver that wasn't much of an adventure at all. My sleepy pills kept me up most of the first 48 hours, and although I was in not much pain, it's amazing how little you can eat when you can't chew. For someone that works with dogs 6-7 hours a day, and does 1-2 hours of activity besides, I always forget just how much I do eat. I sure hope my pants fit after these two weeks of semi-liquid diet! My wedding dress too for that matter.

I wanted to get over to see Yvette since she is in Vancouver, but I'm such a rural person I couldn't configure the skytrain or buses, let alone under high amounts of pain killer. So I did what I do best: I grumped and tried to make new plans.

For the last year or so, possibly more our landlord has been flip-flopping on whether to sell the property. Now that our lease is coming up again, I think he's thinking about the possibility more strongly. If you're going to sell nice rural property, you should do it in the summer time and I definitely DO NOT want to live in a place that has people coming and going at all times. We're not dirty, but to keep a big four bedroom place in gleaming glory all the time.

So, we're off to look at two different places tonight. One is a little rancher on the outskirts of Langford, where I could get a boarding license. The other is a two bedroom suite with a private yard, much less expensive but I'm not sure if fostering/boarding would be an option. It's definitely going to be a bit of a trade-off, and I really love the farm, but I can't really have Jinks nipping the landlord, plus with Kathleen gone the farm is a little expensive on two.

We shall see. I'm hopeful karma can find us a little piece of peace and quiet that will allow us to continue to foster, even if on a much smaller scale.

Will report in with details. It's an exciting time, but also an anxious one.