It’s Sunday, and Pam and I have been doing our best to get on with our lives after the loss of our beloved pet. It’s hard to predict when grief hits; sometimes it’s when we reenter the house on returning from shopping or a day trip to Pam’s brother and sister-in-law. Sometimes it’s the evening, upon finishing dinner.
A layer of sadness, like dust, covers us, but we are moving on. We’re getting ready for another trip to Vancouver, this time for me to do some job hunting and meeting with people (covered in an earlier post). Rather than stay home utterly alone, Pam luckily located a reasonably-priced flight and although we are once again not traveling together (will we ever again?), it’s not as ridiculous as last time, when she paid 4 times what I did due to changing plans at the last moment (her Uncle Jim dying the day before we were due to leave).
I’m looking forward to seeing our new home town without the usual constant rain, but so far it looks like we’re once again going to be in another 5–6 day deluge. I’ve got to admit that this has to be the worst luck I’ve ever had with any place with regard to weather, so I’m hoping we’re getting the clichés about the Pacific Northwest out of the way up front before we even move there. Otherwise, it’s going to be hard getting used to a place that never stops raining for all the months and years we might be living there. Some day it has got to stop raining in Vancouver, but perhaps that won’t happen until after we move. Talk about a leap of faith.
written while listening to: Mozart — String Quintet in G minor — ii. Menuetto. Allegretto from the album “String Ensembles” by The Orlando Quartet
Since we’ve had absolutely zero inquiries from the posters about the piano for sale, I decided to escalate it a bit. It’s now listed on Craigslist. I tried to base the listing somewhat on the poster (left out some of the marketing, which to me always looks cheesier on web pages). If this doesn’t work, we’ll have to escalate to the next level, which will be, I think, the Boston Globe classifieds. I’m hoping it doesn’t come to that, but we’ll have to see.
Also, more documents have arrived, notably a sealed transcript from the University of Cincinnati. That leaves the letters from HR Departments, passport photos, a complete physical and the notification from the Cambridge Police Department. I’m not too worried about any of these except for the last two (and of those two the very last one for sure). Oh, and all the forms for Canadian immigration filled out, which is pretty mammoth as well.
I’ll be in Vancouver again in about 3 weeks, this time for a Multimedia/Technology/Internet conference at the geodesic dome that houses the BC Science Centre. Ah, what a pleasure it is to spell that with the ‘r’ before the ‘e’ again (takes me back to my days as a British student).
Back from a visit to my parents in Baltimore, and trying to get caught up on email and snail mail. The documents needed for our immigration to Canada are now starting to flow in. So far I’ve gotten:
- Birth Certificate
- Marriage Certificate
- Sealed Transcript from Cambridge University
Now the remaining documents include:
- Sealed Transcript from the University of Cincinnati (for my undergrad degree). Have sent away for it, but nothing yet.
- Letters from the HR Departments of my last 3 jobs attesting to the fact that I did in fact work there (on Company stationery). I have to get moving on this.
- A form from the Cambridge, England Police Department concerning my stay there as a student in 1983 (I don’t have a clue how to proceed here).
- Passport-type photos. That should be easy.
- Results of a complete Physical. Have to get this scheduled soon.
That’s most of it, I think. That’s not including the portfolio of my work that I’m trying to put together. I’ll be back in Vancouver for a Multimedia/Internet convention at the end of the month, and hopefully should be able to deliver some of these documents as well as my other information to the offices of our lawyer there at that time.
Slowly but surely.
written while listening to: Tubin — Sonatina in D minor — ii. Andante sostenuto, quasi largo from the album “Tubin — The Complete Piano Music” by Vardo Rummessen
We had to change our plans for today. We were planning on going to New York City for the day, leaving early in the morning on the Fung Wah or Lucky Star Bus to Chinatown. Well, we woke up 40 minutes too late because Pam had turned on the alarm, and I had unknowingly turned it right back off again (*tap-tap on, tap-tap off*). So our experience of ‘The Gates’ will have to wait for a few days. Good thing we hadn’t bought tickets already.
Took the opportunity to get some stuff done, since I was here a day I thought I wouldn’t be: Got advertisements for the piano posted at the Longy School of Music and the New England Conservatory (actually, at NEC you can only leave the flyer there, and hopefully someone will post them in a good place) I take some pride in that it was a beautifully designed and produced poster, complete with photos and schematic in full color. (Here’s a PDF).
Also sent a check (or rather, a cheque) to Cambridge University to pay for a sealed transcript. Another requirement of our immigration forms are sealed transcripts of every college I got a degree from. Which reminds me that I have to do the same with the University of Cincinnati. Originally the Cambridge person said I had to send a cheque in the amount of 7 pounds. Then I found out from my bank that there is a minimum $25 charge for cutting a check (or cheque) in any foreign currency. So that’s right; the roughly $13 in British pounds would have also incurred a charge roughly twice that amount! Fortunately I found out that Cambridge U. will accept US currency for these records (and I sent $15 rather than 13), but it’s becoming clear that we have to start doing something about heading off these foreign currency charges — which will hold true for cheques made out in Canadian dollars just as well as British pounds.
It was good to walk around Boston today. The sun was out and it wasn’t too cold for much of the day. It also gave me a chance to stretch my legs a little. In retrospect, if I had taken the bus to New York and walked around Central Park for 2–3 hours, I probably would be dead tired now; I’m really out of shape!
written while listening to Hindemith — Sonata for Harp — i. Mäßig schnell from the album “Harp Music by various composers ” by Andrea Steckermeier Thiele, Harp