Life on the Boompond

Just over a week ago, my little family was finally reunited. I've been living in Victoria for the past 11 months, while my wife and kids waited at home, trying to sell our house. The house never sold, so we finally had to bite the bullet and move out here anyway. We rented the house out, and found a place out here to rent, Not as nice, or as private, as our house, but it is in the right area.

It's a pleasant upscale neighbourhood, many of whose residents were up in arms about our arrival. It seems that this neighbourhood isn't friendly to renters. I guess they're worried that we'll lower property values, or something. For the first couple of days we got some pretty cold looks from our nieghbours, but before long they had started to warm up to my natural charm %) Or something. Maybe it was Julie.

We're getting settled in. It's a big house, but with a lack of convenient storage. And while nice, it's easy to see why it never sold. (It was up for sale before they rented it to us). Too many little things need to be fixed.

We've come to the conclusion that grey squirrels are evil, or at least seriously messed up. For someone used to the little red squirrels of Alberta, the big greys out on the coast seem just wrong.