Moving On

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

Selling the Piano, part deux

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 in Town

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:

  1. Birth Cer­tifi­cate
  2. Mar­riage Cer­tifi­cate
  3. Sealed Tran­script from Cam­bridge Uni­ver­si­ty

Now the remain­ing doc­u­ments include:

  1. Sealed Tran­script from the Uni­ver­si­ty of Cincin­nati (for my under­grad degree). Have sent away for it, but noth­ing yet.
  2. 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.
  3. 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).
  4. Pass­port-type pho­tos. That should be easy.
  5. 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