The only way is up…

Actually, I hadn’t meant that last post to appear so down in the dumps. That’s not to say we weren’t feeling it but I had waited for a while before I wrote it in an attempt to tone-down the morose nature of our feelings… there you go, from the emails I have received and the lovely, lovely messages, I guess the sadness seeped through a bit. Thanks y’all, you’ve made a big difference to our lives, we know we’re loved, wherever we lay our woolly, fur-lined, tog rated hats.

So, not to be kicking around in that smelly old gutter for long, you know me, hate dirt, [shudder] what did we do to pull ourselves up… well, I guess it started in an unexpected way with a couple of really positive ‘girly moments’ with two completely unrelated, unsuspecting (and to this day oblivious to their input) female interactions which made me understand that there are lots of people out there with which I can be friends and have a giggle… said two were part of the school contingent, which is fine & dandy as a lot of my best UK friends were found in this way, there’s hope for me yet I thought.

Teasing apart the sadness and overwhelming sense of loss is the catalyst for forward motion for me, it’s the way I operate, so, my sifting through the furball unearthed a few unsuspecting needs and desires like friendships, interests, more reliable and frequent contact with home, and work, work, work – I need something to spark this brain matter, the same mushy stuff that has been overloaded in the last few years with psychology degrees and ‘new life’ preparation.. this baby needs some mental stimulation.

Funny how it happens with me, usually it involves a lack of proper clothing – explain later – and a ‘light-bulb moment’ in the shower. No disappointments this time then. My whirling dervish starts with a solitary thought upon waking and there’s no stopping me, it must be amusing to watch… I get out of bed with a head brimming with ideas, business ideas, marketing ideas.. the world is my oyster kind of ideas, there isn’t anything I can’t do when I’m in this frame of mind, I guess it’s what gets me signing up for mad half-marathons and stomping into big corporate entities in my killer heels… if only they knew those ‘introduction’ calls were generally made in my half undress, yesterday’s mascara under my eyes, tangled hair… when you have to seize the moment there’s nothing else to it.

So, from stagnant pool we moved to Andy passing his BC driving test (don’t get me started), my girly encounters, breathing life into my old mobile phone (I wrote cellphone then deleted it…) so I can better communicate in the way that I used to, ensuring the laptop was on at all times to receive those skype calls and be able to share a moment – at a moments’ notice. Proper, focussed visits to the grocery store and meal planning for a whole month – don’t laugh it removes the chaos from this situation, everything is chaotic, from answering a phone-call to visiting the grocery store, this week was about calming that chaos and we won.

Yesterday, in my previously mentioned state of undress I began the task – the long awaited and previously worried about task of setting up the business so we can ‘trade’. What an enormous can of worms that was. Please imagine it, no really, imagine opening a can and inside it were worms, all intermingling, when you move one out of the way there’s another to take its place and – once you’ve emptied half the can on the floor and boxed them up again you look back in the can and there’s still so much to do. The task in hand was to pin these suckers down and that’s what I did.

[How do you know which end of a worm is its head? Lick it & see which end smiles…. Amélie, Jan 2010]

So, no more boring you with the detail, the end result once those worms had been tamed was that GallowayCAD Partnership is pretty much up & running now, all legitimately & above board. We have registered & had approved our business name, acquired GST numbers, business licences, we have spoken with tax consultants, municipal, provincial and federal government departments all of whom, wait for it, grab the table, all of whom seem to know exactly what they are doing and, oddly, appear to be singing from the same hymn sheet, shock horror. From knowing nothing I now know everything – yep, everything there is to know about the hoops that we have to jump through to start up our business here.

Business cards are being printed as we speak, by a nice man from Lancashire, and my first potential Client has said I sound ‘perfect’ for his organisation. How about that. I’m perfect don’t you know. Let’s hope he calls me back, it’s been 24 hours now, panic is rising… or I could just call one of the other twenty companies that fit the bill tomorrow, before I get dressed of course....

We went to the library again today, which is in the same building as the ice rinks, and indoor soccer pitches, and indoor running circuit.. to check out the action. Came away with a new membership to the soccer for Amélie, a few library books and a desire to learn basketball from Tom, two company names as potential clients from my perusing the sponsors and Andy wants to learn to ice-skate and to help out with the coaching of Amélie’s team…

I got a book from the library entitled ‘British Columbia from the Air’. I think it just sunk in where we live, this place is amazing. We need to get away into the wilderness for a bit… going out for a while, we may be some time…

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