Frenzy

I'm heading in to Whitehorse tomorrow. (What!? I can hear you saying. Weren't you just in WH, like, two weeks ago? What's wrong with you?! And, under normal circumstances, you'd be right. But I digress...)

I have to pick up all the food and the remaining supplies for the Canada Day festivities taking place on Friday. I could have done a day trip on Thursday, I guess, but the idea really didn't appeal to me. So, I'm driving in Wednesday, in a calm and leisurely fashion, getting supplies in the morning and food in the afternoon on Thursday before heading back to Faro.

I will also be working a long-overdue massage in there, as well as some highlights. I'm worth it.

This means, though, that I have to do a massive pre-WH cleanup. As I said on Facebook, "what if something happens to me and Crime Scene Investigators/co-workers/friends & family have to come into my house?" Is it significant that my first thought was CSIs?

Anyhoodle, I haven't decided if I'm going to bring the laptop with me, or if this is going to be an internet-free trip. I guess you'll know when I do ^_^

Back to School

So, I'm heading out to Whitehorse in a couple of hours. I'm wavering between excitement and anxiety. (That is an almost daily waver, by the way.)

I'm taking a course on Financial Management in Cultural Organizations, which is supposed to help me with the parts of my job that are related to the Interpretive Centre. All I know is, there are a bunch of readings to be read, and some prepatory assignments to be handed in, and I need to get them finished before I leave town so I can print them out when I stop at the office. (Again. I swear, by the time I go I will have spent just as much time in the office this weekend as I did on Friday.)

So, exciting, right? Yeah, totally...except for my feelings of panic re: all the other stuff I need to be doing at the moment, which I won't be doing when I'm in WH. Or worse, that I'll be trying to do while I'm in WH, while simulatneously trying to pass my course.

In the middle of all this anxcitement (excienty? there isn't a really good mashup word yet), there had better be some shrimp sushi, is all I'm saying.

Oh, hey, I do have news

I'm going to be in WH for a few days next week!

There's a Gas Tax workshop on the 27th, and because Faro is so far away, they're springing for a hotel for two nights instead of one. I'll be driving in on Wednesday and coming home on Friday. I've already been assigned a number of work-related errands (office supplies, etc.) and I've arranged to drop my truck off at the dealership for servicing.

I'm pretty excited about the workshop, to be honest. My job involves more funding applications than I was prepared for, and Gas Tax is a big one. Anything I can do to advance my knowledge so that I'm not constantly bugging our Community Advisor is a good thing. And I figure that some of that knowledge will translate to other proposals, right?

Okay, you got me. I'm super excited to go to the quilt store, too ^_^

Bored in YVR

So, here I sit at the airport, biding my time until my flight leaves for London. I'm peopled-out, thanks to the woman two rows behind me on the plane who would not stop talking. It was 7:00am, I didn't want to hear the details of her life. I may have caused myself some permanent hearing loss from how high I cranked the volume on my iPod.

My drive to Whitehorse was uneventful. I was going slightly slower than the limit most of the way, because I'm not accustomed to winter driving, and I have visions of going around a corner too fast and winding up in Little Salmon Lake.

Leo and Esther were waiting for me, and plied me with a great deal of wine, good food, and desserts. They also told me to cancel my reservation in WH for the 30th, and just stay at their house. They won't be there, but their boarder will be, and they gave me a key and everything. Leo drove my truck to the airport this morning and dropped me off.

They're such nice people - the kind of people that make me love the Yukon. I'll have to work on quilting the lap-quilt I pieced for them when I get back to Faro.

Psst, Kara, I had a sandwich for lunch today - I figured it was the least offensive thing I could eat ^_^