The final word is...

Ah yes, after a few weeks of nail biting and wondering what the heck is going on.... I have word that I am to return to Victoria for a bit... working on base... until my course in Quebec City is ready... now that means I could be going to Quebec in Jan, if I can orchestrate a course then, or I could be in Vic until June... who knows... but the fun thing is that I will be back and forth between the two cities for about 2 years. So I think we need another farewell party for me.

The really crazy thing is that I leave again on the 23rd of August so we need to do this party quick... I'm thinking the 22nd... whose in?

Update on the bill fiasco

So apparently I am an idiot and neglected to "read" the bill.... it seems as though they didn't take into account our previous payment - so really, the scary evil gas bill is much much more manageable than previously thought... serves me right for freakin' out and not reading - I feel far better than I did 24 hours ago!

On another note, I've done something bad to the top, front part of my thigh.... it's either my satorius, or my rectus femoris... ouch! I've iced it and carefully stretched it but it still hurts - any suggestions?

Holy S*$T

I got the gas and electricity bill yesterday... and it seems that for the month of January I am now paying more than 2.5 times what I did in December... and December's bill was the highest I have ever seen. I won't even try to scare you with the actual amount, but needless to say my co-workers whose homes are more than 4 times the size of mine did not have any where near the same bill.

Not sure what the hell is going on... I have learned to live with my house being about 17 degrees, and I am an electricity nazi... I am pretty much at a loss for words... this is not good.

AHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!

Kickboxing this morning was brutal, I can hardly type this out my arms are so tired..... Let me explain why though.

Last night was upper body toning - I always seem to think that I can do better than I actually can and therefore end up using up all available energy just to get through the workout, which now that I think about it is probably a good idea. Anyways, last night my workout, I felt, lacked a little something something... in fact my push ups were so crap that I went home and did oodles more. I think I needed to redeem myself in my own eyes or something to that effect. Anyways what ended up happening is that this morning I was so tired, and without very much arm strength that kickboxing was indeed quite difficult. Nevertheless I gave it my all, working harder than I have yet and feeling much better about my performance.

So then, arriving at work, I trudged up the stairs (cause now with my eco-friendly attitude I do not take the elevator unless I cannot physically make it up the stairs) and collapsed at my desk taking a bit of rest. When I got my strength back I trudged up the stairs again to change into proper clothing (my floor is being renovated to the ladies room is either up or down stairs to me), and came back to make my breakfast. I missed my cell ringing and when I checked the messages... I had a message from the military peeps - they wanted to book my fitness test... YIKES!!!

So this would be the final bit before I am totally in. I am pretty scared, but I called, made the appointment for next wed the 30th and then if I pass I am in - which means I should be doing non stop push-ups and cardio from now until then.... double yikes! I know I will pass, but I am scared nonetheless.... maybe I'll screw up and be banned from any and all military activities... but really, it just hit me - this is it - I am in, I am going, wow...