Remember when the only things you needed to move were a friend/relative with a truck, boxes from the liquor store, and friends you could bribe with beer and pizza? We have now been in the process (and it is a process!) of moving for, oh.... about 10 days now. I have a 1-inch binder filled to capacity with paper. And it all relates to moving. What's taxable, what's not. What's reimbursable, what's not. Which papers do we have to fax to whom, and when. It's all a little difficult to process when you still don't actually know how your car is getting from here to Iqaluit. And when it will get there. And when does it have to leave here? Even our relocation "consultant" didn't think driving it to Montreal with 2 kids sounded like much fun!
I emailed the marche we are doing the sealift through about when the cutoff dates for orders are. I got a very prompt and casual reply that we have this week and next week to place our oder and that it should arrive in Iqaluit around October 6. So we have a couple more days to determine how much KD and toilet paper we need. No sweat!
Liam is still using pens to turn himself into a tiger. They go "RRRRRRR", by the way. And Logan loves Brown Bear, Brown Bear just so he can say "Duck" very enthusiastically when we turn the page. He did notice tonight all the animals in the book that have tails, while Liam and I were reading about Squirrel Nutkin and his bushy tail.
I'm off to make a note to buy a bigger binder....
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