Like a bad rash...

...just when you think you're rid of me, boom!!! I come back..couldn't resist the cliché.

Anyway, today I got yet regret. I mean how someone can refuse to give you a job even when you say you're willing to earn less than half the amount you're currently earning beats me. I mean they refuse, you call them and say its ok, write a motivation letter..but still, they are so unwilling to let you make the sacrifice. Frankly I don't think it was any of their business and I don't recall asking them to feel sorry for me and not wanting to let me lower the standard of my life. If you ask me, I think they are just afraid that with that amount, I would jump ship the minute I got something/anything better...which is not what I was planning.

I have decided a few things though based on today's regret. I have now tried all the companies I was targeting and have had no takers. Therefore, I'm not going to actively look any more, if I see something I like, then I will apply, but no more stalking people for jobs. I know that from time to time I will get really miserable and want to chuck it all in, but I really don't know how much more I can do other than what I've been doing so far. I will endeavour to work my hardest at my current job, get as many raises as I can, coz from now on I'm in it purely for the money. Come 2009, around January-ish which is when I'm supposed to hear from my emigration application, I will leave and go to Canada hopefully having saved all the money I need. If this application is rejected then I will still apply for my master's degree and go there anyway. So regardless of the outcome of that application, one way or another, I will be in Canada by the end of 2009!!!

Coming soon to a blog near you

Before and after photos

Why Calgary/Alberta?

- One of the cities with the lowest crime rates in 2006

- Alberta boasts the lowest overall taxes in Canada with no provincial sales tax (PST), no general capital or payroll tax!!! For this reason alone, i will go there

- Amongst the lowest unemployment rates of 3.3% in July compared to the national average of 6.1%

- Alberta the sunniest province in Canada with an average of 1900 hours of sunshine in a year in the north and 2300 hours in the south.

- Only province with more men than women :-))

- 4th most popular destination for newcomers...so all the thugs and stuff don't come here i'm hoping

- English the major language spoken

- Alberta has led the country in economic growth the past 3 years, with a growth rate of more than double the national average

- Alberta is 2nd only to Saudi Arabia for oil sands deposits in the world

- Alberta accounts for over 80% of the natural gas produced in Canada

- Major industries in addition to the energy sector in Alberta include INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY ('nuff said), agriculture, forestry, telecommunications and tourism

- If you move to Alberta from another country, you will be covered immediately by the Alberta Health Care Insurance Plan.

- Calgary is the largest city in Alberta

- Calgary is currently experiencing a huge skills shortage in many areas

Why not?
- Required to undergo complete testing for all classes of drivers licence
- Few available rentals in Calgary and high demand means that prices are higher than the national average

Horror is...

....turning into on-coming traffic on a one way street and almost colliding with a huge lorry! I was so embarrassed/flustered..I felt like doing "no pictures please" the way people were staring at me. This happened yesterday when I was running around lost in Pta when taking Ara's documents and trying to get to the evaluation office early enough so that I could be the 1^st one on the line and be back at work not too late. The things we do for love I'm telling you! Only to get to the office and find out that they open at all of 9am. So I had to wait about 40minutes and as a result got to work really late. Anyway, it was for a good cause..Right Ara?

Home sweet home, the real deal now

Home aerial view
Our house is the one with a black dot on top of the SQ. That is the water tank

Home sweet home...or something like that

Aerial view of my flat thanks to Google earth...coming up shortly, our house. Watch this space..how i dislike that expression. I live towards the right hand side of the block.

Who are you? And what have you done with the real me?

So it started with me starting to eat Weetbix...the bane of my growing up existence. I remember all the school mornings when i was forced to have it for breakfast and i thought for sure this was not my mother...i mean, which mother who loved her kids would force them to eat this drivel? Guess what, i now can't get enough of it.

Then came the juice. I remember all those days of orange squeezing which to me was the equivalent of some form of forced child labor in a chinese (no offense meant to them) sweat-shop. I swore i would never again squeeze another orange when we stopped making our own juice...that from then on, i would be an artificial juice kind of girl. Who knew that i would one day voluntarily start to make my own juice again...i certainly didn't!

I buy and cut my own sukuma voluntarily. Even people who live in Kenya no longer cut their own!!

Now, horror of horrors...i have started drinking oats porridge...heeeeelp..i mean, what's next? Making my own peanut butter??!!

Is this what happens, do we all turn into our mothers? Does this mean that i will one day find myself telling my child that i would beat them until they couldn't breathe?