Tintagel

Tintagel

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Rounding the Corner

Another step closer.  

Very close now.  

I can almost touch it.

The waiting is about to end.

I get the keys to my apartment tomorrow and will complete the move over next weekend.

This isn't going to be just any old move.  It is a massive downsizing, from living in a house to a 1 bedroom apartment, where my bedroom will be in the living room.

I will be moving away from the person I have lived with for 11 years.

It will be moving my son out of the only home he's ever known.

It will be the first time that I have ever lived alone.  

It will be freedom.

With limitations.   

Two days with Henry.  Then two days off.  With 3 days every other weekend.

I could look at this impending reality with horror.  I could feel desperately sad and depressed at being severed from Henry's daily life - half of the time.  

What I am choosing to do instead, is to approach this new life as an opportunity.  

I am approaching this arrangement like I would cross-training.  I truly believe in quality not quantity.  So if I slow down and focus only on what matters, then I can learn to use the time by myself wisely to Henry's benefit.  By myself, I should be able to recharge and organize, and then execute the plans with gusto when I am with Henry.  

By jumping into this new life with a positive attitude, I hope to teach Henry how to make the best of a challenging situation.

And, I have a strong feeling we're going to have a lot of fun.  
  
And now, the last week IN PICTURES:

Henry & friends.

Post pirate play.

Caught up with BFF Julia over brunch & hot tub.
Must get our boyz together in 2015!
Another sleeping Henry.  Nothing more peaceful.
This is at Niagara Falls hotel.

Henry took this photo of the Skylon all by himself.

'Twas icy in Niagara

Requisite shot.
My brother & wife moved to a new house!
It is wonderful, so happy for them and their new space.
Cousins played happily together in their "house."

Cousins having down time.


And playing super heroes.


And so I'll continue this next week to take each day one at a time.  It is the only way to get to where I want to go. 


à bientôt

Sunday, November 23, 2014

"No prayers for November..."

It is a bonafide challenge to keep life on hold.  

Waiting.   

Waiting for a move-in date on my apartment.  Probably going to be 1 December.  Still don't have confirmation.  

But having come this far, what is a few more days?

In this holding pattern, the pictures will do best to narrate.

Crisp autumn morning walk for coffee & GO train to work.

Henry & friends captivated while watching The Polar Express.
He's asking when he can go to the North Pole and meet Rudolph.
I'm working on it. 

Trying to saw down the tree with a piece of wood.

Henry's best girl turned 4.
He insisted on writing "Love Henry".

What else would Henry play with at his best girl's party?
Luther supervising the rescue vehicle game.

Friends go on a "field trip" to the kitchen to learn how to make breakfast.

A good year for red berries apparently. 

Hated driving the Prius.
Too quiet and overly techie.

Christmas comes early!

Unbelievable.

This about sums up my enthusiasm for this last month. 



Please, please, let the next blog be from my new apartment.


>resuming holding pattern<

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Simple Gifts

Each day this week has been quite distinct, and such is life when the gears are changing.

To see Henry after an absence of 8 days, sell the house and make a nice sum of money virtually reshaping my life all within the span of 3 hours, it was a pretty intense Tuesday night.  

Wednesday, I woke up after a night camping on the floor and went for a run.  Then to work, pick-up Henry and put him to bed.    

On Thursday, my university friend and über pianist rolled into town so I took a little time off work to catch up with her at the Royal York. 


She has no sense of humour.  Tough crowd.


I took Friday completely off work, to spend with Henry.  He had a PA Day and we also needed to buy him bunk beds for his new room!  

So off to IKEA.  Henry's first time.  Ja.


He's getting too big for child seats!

välkommen!


We had fun plowing through the showrooms just following the arrows.
We had one thing on the list, and we stuck to it!

Clever diversion.

Post-meatball treat.

Henry is a born gentleman.
He really wanted to help me lift the heavy boxes and insisted on helping to push the trolley.
Sweet.

Somehow, I managed.

And introduced Henry to the wonders of storage!

All in all, it was a lovely day together, making plans for Henry's new room at the apartment and perhaps getting a little silly at times. 

Saturday, Henry spent mostly with his dad.  

Sunday, being my day with Henry, I made a point to say "yes" whenever I could to playing and what Henry wanted to do.  It started out with puzzles on the floor, then a big breakfast, followed by superhero Lego's.  

Henry refused to go to Sunday school by himself and joined me in choir.  Just as surprising, he was well-behaved again.  The space sticker book really helped (thanks Susannah & Eric!)

Following the service, we jumped in a taxi and headed to the Santa Claus parade, our first time!  People were literally camped out along the streets.  Families from the GTA must have been planning for days how to get folding chairs, tarpaulins, blankets, toys and food into the downtown without being able to drive right up.  It looked as though people had been camping out since the morning, only to see Santa around 2:30-3pm.  Wow.  

Henry & I walked along the parade route, and seeing as there was no action, we stopped into the office to warm up and grab a cup of free hot chocolate. 




Henry loved the police presence blocking off the roads.

Impromptu snack at work.
Henry took my phone and said, mummy close your eyes.  I have a surprise to show you.
Then he showed me this picture.


I then showed him a surprise.  I turned the camera image to "selfie" so he could view his mustache.  

We checked the parade app, and it told us that Santa was still no where even close to where we were on the parade route, so we walked past Husdon's Bay to get to the subway and viewed the Christmas display windows.


Long live patriarchy!

Enchanted.

Phew.  Henry's name is on the list.

We got up to Queen's Park and managed to catch the floats and finally, Santa himself!


Ho Ho Ho

And fittingly, we had gentle snowfall all day.  
So in this time of transition, tying off loose ends and preparing for new possibilities, I find myself coming back to the words of this Shaker song.



'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free
'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,
And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained,
To bow and to bend we shan't be ashamed,
To turn, turn will be our delight,
Till by turning, turning we come 'round right.

Traditional Shaker song.  Written by Joseph Brackett, 1848






Who knows what this next week will hold?

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Flipping and Flapping


SOLD!


It is done.  The house will belong to somebody else mid-January.  

We got very lucky in a seller's market and accepted an offer for almost $80K over asking.  

Not bad, not bad!  

It is a strange feeling to exit a life and home that had once held such high hopes and promise.  But it also feels like the best option and therefore quite liberating to experience the impermanence of that which can weigh us down.  

A good friend reminded me of this song recently, and it seems fitting.



And until I move into the apartment, here is where I shall lay my bones to rest.

Actually quite comfortable.  Good support.

Ciao.  For now.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Passing Time

It is Day 6 of both Henry being away in Montreal and the house being on the market.  And boy do I ever miss Henry.

And so I've been passing the time as best I can, staying out of the house.

SOME PICTURES


It's official.

Wandering around Rosedale.

Camping out at the Reference Library.

Yummy.  And they have a Stop the Gap ramp!

Under Bridge Art - Annex

Street mural - Wychwood

Speaks for itself.
Enjoying some coal water and T & Vs.  
Yes, that's coal.

Admiring brilliant cross-stitch art.

Will have to go back for more ...

More murals in the Village.

Gluten-free wine.

Interesting after 1/2 a bottle of wine.