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A year in this city

December 3rd, 2009

Somehow, without really noticing at all, I passed a year in this new city of mine. And what a year it’s been, eh?

Looking back to December 2008 so much has changed. At last, all the Swenson-Tianos are living in one place again. We have a cute little house. I’ve finally unpacked for the last time in a long long while. I haven’t spent every other weekend at the airport in a very long while. And I’m about 40 pounds lighter and a whole lot happier.

But, on the other hand, a lot is exactly the same as last December. For example, I still love my job.

I wrote then:

My new job rocks. It rocks. It’s filled with really cool people. SMART cool people. People who draw near-daily cartoons on the whiteboard in the hallway. People who make christmas stockings for everyone, even the new folks, and decorate the office over the weekend. Expect more gushing as time goes on. It’s only been a week.

And hey… for how much has changed at the office, I still feel exactly the same way; in complete awe that I get paid to work with such intelligent, creative, and interesting people all day, every day. Everyone should be so lucky.

It’s been a crazy year to say the least. But we’re settling in. We’re getting comfortable. We’re finding our way here. And although I’m not quite ready for another Toronto winter, I’m looking forward to seeing my city again, blanketed and even quiet under huge banks of snow.

The next few weeks are going to fly. We need to decorate for the holidays. I need to finish up work on the December Year of Lace kit. I’m flying to see my parents in a couple of weeks, which will be really great after what my dad’s been through the past week. He ended up going into the hospital on Friday morning, had surgery to fix his intestines and gall bladder, and spent the next five days on a ventilator. I don’t want to jinx anything, but it feels like he turned around yesterday. Now, we’re waiting for him to become a little more aware of what’s going on, but he’s out of ICU and in a normal room and that’s the best news I’ve had in a long time.

Sandra’s working at Crate and Barrel part time for the season too, so she’s up at the mall 3 or 4 long days a week. It’s odd, after all these months here together, to be alone in the house so much. As someone who’s always valued alone time, it’s odd realizing that I don’t need it as much anymore as I used to.

So. A year down. And I still love it here.

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3 Responses to “A year in this city”

  1. Jeannine Says:

    Hmmm…that comment about a Toronto winter has me a bit worried. I spent 5 years in Calgary but this is our first winter in Toronto and I’m wondering how it’s going to compare. I hope things continue to improve with your dad.

  2. Sameer Vasta Says:

    This makes me smile. That’s all.

  3. carin Says:

    yay! i can’t also believe you’ve been there a year already. wow. toronto has turned out to be such a fantastic place for you and i couldn’t be more thrilled. xoxo

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