One More Day
This is my last full day in Winnipeg. I will be flying home tomorrow in the late afternoon. I have a lot to do today. I got up early and tried to do some cleaning and sorting before my Dad woke up.
I took everything out of his freezer and cleaned it. It was covered in some kind of liquid, either blueberry or beets. I told my Dad to just double bag it next time! It’s such a hassle to clean it off when it leaks like that.
Boston Marathon Today
I was watching some of the Boston Marathon. I had tried to follow their training guide at some point. My marathon training leader is running this year and I hoped that he would have a good race. Of course, I am also more keen this year because of what had happened last year.
I decided to take a rest day from running so I rationalized that I was mentally running while watching the marathon. They didn’t have live coverage on TV and the live feed was not available in Canada so I was constantly refreshing my twitter feed so that I could find out how my favorites were doing. I was glued to my computer until Rita and Meb won! I was going crazy even though I was alone.
Met Up with Old Friend
I drove over to meet up with an old friend for lunch. He has been in Mexico and just arrived home last night. He and I have known each other for almost forty years. We have managed to stay in touch over the years.
The last firm that I worked for was one that he used to be legal counsel for. He knew some of the people I used to work for. He was aware that I had lost my job but he knew that despite it being six hundred and eighty-nine days ago, it is still a sore subject to me.
I told him about my ideas for what I will do next and he was supportive and encouraging to me so that’s good. I know that most of my friends are supportive but some more than others. He’s known me for such a long time so he has an idea of what has worked for me and what has not.
Met Up with Old Co-Worker
I met up with my old co-worker after. She and I used to work at a department store over thirty-five years ago when I was in high school and university. We have kept in touch all those years.
Although I received a Xmas card, I did not get the usual newsy family letter that she usually sends out every year. I had emailed her a few times to let her know that I was coming home and didn’t get a response. I couldn’t figure out why she hadn’t answered me. I found out that she has arthritis and has a difficult time doing any writing or going on the computer.
I went to visit her and her husband at their home. They are my Dad’s age and it was a little disconcerting to see how they have grown older. I did see her three years ago but didn’t really notice how she has aged until today. I’m glad that I made the effort to come see them today.
Met Up with Old University Friend
I had to drive across town to see my other old university friend. I hadn’t seen him in over twenty years. I’m not sure why we lost touch but we did after I left to work overseas. I knew via google that he is a tax partner at the same firm as my old boyfriend so I decided to email him last week.
It was nice to see him and in some ways it didn’t seem like twenty years had passed. We were both talking fast, trying to catch up as soon as possible. He told me that he and his wife will be coming to Vancouver in July so I’m sure that we will meet up again then. It was really nice to re-connect after so long.
Last Evening with my Dad
Tonight was my last night with my Dad. We opted to stay in and he cooked. I continued to sort through boxes of papers. A lot of them were from thirty years ago, when I was taking city planning and commerce courses. I thought that it was sad that as I scanned through all the accounting notes and texts, I don’t remember anything. If I were to have to write an accounting or finance exam today, I would fail miserably.
I did find an old resume which was interesting. It listed government research jobs that I had that I had long forgotten. I remember that year, it was a really tough time for new grads to get any jobs. I guess it’s come full circle again.