For those Slanty-ites that don’t live in Vancouver, now is not a great time to move here. We’ve just recovered from two weeks of cold weather (snow almost never stays on the ground in Vancouver, nevermind for two weeks), and now we’re being hit by not only the run-off, but record levels of rainfall. No joke. Some roads and bridges have been closed, potholes are appearing everywhere (nasty ones, at that), and two houses have literally slid off a cliff in North Vancouver, probably resulting in a fatality or two.

On the home front, Blondie and I have been dealing with a little basement flood. It’s always a little troubling getting called at work with the message “there’s standing water in the basement”, but I suppose its better than discovering that after a long day at work. So, we’re recovering, we’re hanging on to the rental wet vacuum just in case. We think we’ve positively identified the source, but regardless of our two possible sources, insurance covers us. Thank goodness.

So the next few weeks will be a world of boxes and drywall and paint. If I approach you with a slightly dazed “I need to escape from my life” look in my eyes, treat me nicely and don’t send me home immediately.