Back to the Mac (soon)

So it looks like I'll be heading back to Fort Mac a little sooner than expected. And just as I changed the name of this blog! April 1st is our tentative start date, provided we have everything ready to go. We'll be building the second half of the landfill we started last year, but this time I'll have a new position. I've gone from Construction Site Clerk to Quality Control Manager (QCM). It's quite the promotion, if I do say so myself.

I'm actually really excited about going back, mostly because of the new role I get to play. It'll be much more technical than before, and I'll get to learn a ton. Last year we had a fabulous gal in the QCM position who I learned a lot from. Luckily for me, she set up most of the systems and now I really just have to execute them.

I'm also looking forward to seeing some friends up in the Mac. I now have two friends who are residents, and there will definitely be some visiting!

The only drawback to working out of town is the fact that I feel like I miss everything here in Vancouver. I'll probably miss the Sun Run, and possibly even the half marathon that I'll have spent six months training for. I'm going to try to make it to the half, since it might coincide with my days off anyways. I'll just have to push to get us home for May 6th. I also got offered a solo tonight at my vocal ensemble rehearsal - Summertime by Ella Fitzgerald. How cool would that have been? I can't do it because I probably won't be here for the performance (or many of the practices before then). Sigh...

I guess this is the life I chose though. It's probably the right thing to do at this age - when I'm not tied down with kids and a mortgage. I definitely want to take advantage of the company I work for and travel the world. That's the great thing about working for a global company - you can ask to be placed just about anywhere and be paid for it!

That being said, I am a cat owner and will probably need to find her a more permanent home if I'm going to be galavanting all over the world. I hate to be a fair-weather cat owner. I hate it when other people get rid of their cats just because it's no longer "convenient" to take care of them. I'd like to say I'm not like that, but it just isn't true. Does that make me a bad person? I'm already her second owner, her first owners doing the same thing when she was three years old. I gave her five good years, but still it makes me sad. Ideally, her new owner(s) would be someone I knew (a friend or family member) so I knew she's not only in good hands, but I can see how she's doing and even visit her.

Well, there's an unedited collection of things on my mind at this very moment. Apologies for the bad writing.