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Everyday is like Sunday

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It took a very long time for me to find a place in Toronto that I could call home. When I moved here 6 years ago, it took me about 2 years to stop going back to Ottawa so regularly to get my fix of “home”. I have moved six times since re-locating to Toronto. I couldn’t stay put for one reason or another – room mates leaving, unpleasant apartments etc. I’m now in a place that I love, that feels like mine, because it is only mine (and Gus’ of course).

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  • I acquired quite a number of new things recently…mostly from Kira’s moving sale (Kira, you will always be an Everglady).
  • Gus still doesn’t know how he feels about the camera (yes he does, its called hate). I point the thing in his face anyway, so I guess I’m a bad mom.
  • My kitchen walls are bare. Exactly 4 plates came crashing down from the walls, probably one a day for 4 days. The first one should have been an indication, but I’m far too hopeful, and maybe not as handy as I thought.
  • There needs to be more Bichon figurines and or anything to do with Bichons, in this world. If you know of any, shoot em my way!

Posted by Alex