Friday
Today was the day for callback from some potential employers, and they started early.
When I had met the accounting firm I was up front during the interview. Because the time they need the most help is during income tax season, I warned them that I had always handed that off to someone else, that I was more or less familiar with the new programs. I could have come home, downloaded a program and practiced for a few days if I had really been interested but…there was a reason I handed them off, right?
I did end up accepting a job that I think I will enjoy (the Sunday caller); something I had done years ago and, in spite of the salary, decided that it was worth a try. There is a short commute, but also short shifts at a time, so the beasts and Bird will not be alone for too long. It will probably give me Blog material too; working with the public usually does. To be continued.
Saturday, early AM
My blogging was interrupted yesterday, but I certainly enjoyed the reason. My daughter and grandson showed up here, shovels in hand, then proceeded to clear my gallery of the deep snow that fell on Thursday night. They did in one hour what would have taken me at least the whole afternoon. My family won’t accept money for helping out, but they are not against Mémère digging into her freezer and pulling out homemade goodies. With my love of cooking, it’s a win-win situation.
I knew my son and Little Flea were coming for supper, and was even more delighted when I received a call on Facetime, and my granddaughter was wondering if maybe she could bring her pj’s and have a sleepover. As if I would ever say no! After an interesting discussion on the improvement of our NHL team over a hot meal, the rest of my evening was spent in the magic of Little Flea’s imagination, her bath, her bedtime story, her cuddles, and many, many SMILES.
Sending some off to you, once again riding on huge flakes of snow.
LUV FROM THE BUSH IN QUEBEC
Tales from the Bush in Quebec 