Life is good when you can wake up at 7:30am on your week off and happily get up and get going. You have a new lease of life since you got that tatoo you wanted, you have your Tim Hortons double doube and you're excited to have a weekend with nothing to do. 

Then you get out of your awesome 20min shower to millions of missed calls on your cell because one of your kids is in the nurse's office asking for you. Problem is, you don't live at UrbanPromise anymore, it takes you 30mins to get into East Van. So you throw your wet hair under a hat, grab a tshirt from the suitcase because you haven't unpacked anything yet since moving and run for the bus which obviously stops at every red light on the way. 

Now I'm sitting at my favourite table in the world at the UP house, typing my blog while people are moving everything around me. More sofa's, changing the pictures, changing the calenders, ripping stuff down, carpet smells of industrial cleaner etc etc.

What's the point of this entry? To let y'all know that things are a-changing in the Vancouver chapter and I haven't decided how I feel about it yet. Peace out homes.