So yesterday was Canada day and everyone was off hurrah. Jude and I headed down to the jazz festival site and drank wine while some middle eastern influenced Canadian jazz meandered along on a small side stage before heading home, jumping on our bikes and cycling along the canal for 10kms or so - stopping off for a bottle of water and a beer sampler at a local brewery. All very idyllic.
Today was Jude's first at work - cut short by the failure of a computer to arrive and the early arrival at home of the men who are employed to move her (boxes and boxes) of academic books to her office. It was also the day that the garbage disposal unit got lock in the 'On' position... noisily. We've asked that they remove it - as the only way to shut it off is to turn it off at the fuse and that takes out the dishwasher.
French lessons start Monday, we get driver's licenses tomorrow, friends heading over soon... all is well
Other than these nightmares... keep waking me up and carrying over to the next day. Hard not to carry over the awful things done to me at the hands of relatives and friends once I do wake up... which is hard for them to take... must try to sort THAT out....