tying up loose ends, now. Today Jane and I dragged all the remaining furniture into the driveway and watched as it was loaded onto the back of a truck, to be disposed of somehow. The guy who picked it up said he wasn't sure that any charities would want it, as it's in rough shape. Considering that one of the couches we purchased from the Salvation Army in Calgary in 1998 for 25 dollars, I can't say I'm surprised. Tonight we have two lawnchairs and the tv downstairs, two stools in the kitchen upstairs, one airmattress and three foam mattresses. (airmattress for me, foams for Kirsten, Rachel, and Jane, who is staying at the moment) By Sunday I need to have everything either stored or shipped, then the girls and I are off to my mum and dad's for a couple of days. On Wednesday we leave for Cambridge Bay. Miguel sent me a picture the other day, taken from just out of town:








I went to a graduation on Friday, a friend from prison had been attending a residential program at a treatment centre near here. It was a very emotional ceremony, attended by numerous family members of the centre's clients. One of the men who spoke went on too long, and halfway through I was feeling guilty, because I realized I had stopped listening and was running my endless to-do lists through my head, but afterwards when we were having lunch with some of the guests and clients, my friend said, "Geez, I was really wondering when that guy with the bandanna would shut up and sit down" so I guess it wasn't just me.

I only have a few things left on my list, but such is the nature of moving that I'm sure more issues will present themselves in the time I have left here. I had a garage sale on the weekend, made 900 dollars, which was awesome, but quite instructive. At one point, people were buying such strange things (a teapot in the shape of a snowman, that someone gave my mother for Christmas one year, a bent shovel, half a bag of dog food, a used battery, an opened package of Winnie-The-Pooh Christmas cards) that Kirsten turned to Rachel and said, "Maybe you better go back in the house before someone tries to buy you." A little old lady bought two milk crates full of Archie comics....