Well, anyway. It's a bit hard to know where to start. Long story short, I guess, contacts in the Government of Nunavut have yielded a job for Miguel in Cambridge Bay. (Google Earth would show you where that is...) He and Ian are up there now, Miguel starts work tomorrow as computer and telecommunications guy for a new hospital. I've also got a lead on a job, but we'll see what happens. We've sold the house and sent most of the furniture to auction, dogs have gone with Miguel and Ian, so Rachel and Kirsten and I are camping in a mostly empty house until the middle of August.

This was all necessary because Miguel's boss has lost control of his business, due to machinations on the part of his former business associate. It's all very complicated, I can't say I understand it completely, but the bottom line is that we are both out of a job. And Nanaimo has proven in the past to be a very difficult place to find a job.

So, a bit of excitement. (to say the least.) I'll miss my volunteer work, but I spent last weekend leading a facilitator's training workshop, so I'm now qualified to do all facets of violence prevention workshops. That may come in handy... I'm enjoying telling people where we're going, the responses are funny. Most people say, "Why would you want to do that?" except for those who have lived up there, and they go on and on about how much they loved it. Strange days.