They Have let me out of Voice Mail Jail!

This morning I got up with the best of intentions. Today I was going to accomplish a lot of things. I was planning on getting to the bank and depositing some grocery money in Ellen's bank account, and go to the gym, and get the HD channels arranged with Telus and get Ellen's cell phone bundled with the Bell Aliant bill so that we don't forget to pay it, get some groceries, return some shoes, and package up the stuff to send to Meredith. That was the plan. I started this at 9 am.

I sat down, still in my jammies,with my coffee and figured that I could get the Telus call out of the way quickly. I finished with them by 10:45 am. We will now get HBO and the sports channels have been eliminated, and they will be sending us a new remote by snail mail so that we don't have to use the remote three inches from the sensor. OK, so then I figured I have wasted this much time on the phone so I might as well tackle Bell with the cell phone thing. It is now 12:45 and I am still in my jammies, and totally wiped out.

When we set up the cell phone account it appeared to be quite simple. I was told that once we had the account activated and had the phone, it would be one simple phone call to get the phone plan purchased at Bell Mobility bundled with the Bell Aliant account. I was not informed in which universe this would happen  . I think I have spoken to every department in both Bell Mobility and Bell Aliant, and even one pleasant young woman at PC Mobile. My favourite was the person who told me that he couldn't help me because I never had had a delinquent account, he could only do something for me if the account had been sent to collections. These systems are enough to make one want to live off the grid.

If I go to the gym now, I might make it to the bank before it closes, and can get the shoes returned. There is a tin of soup in the cupboard that I can add some stuff to for supper, and we'll still make it to Tai Chi at 7pm.
Excellent! A new plan!

I hope all the things that I was trying to arrange this morning actually happen or I'll have to go through it all again!

What am I doing here?

One of my daughters told me last year, when I moved across the country, that I should blog the whole experience. I didn't, mainly because I wasn't a happy camper and didn't need the world to know that I was a whinny control freak bitch. I have other aspects to my control freakiness. 

This year, I have other fish to fry. I still don't love living in Vancouver, but I am getting the hang of it. Now that I have achieved this state of Nirvhana, my husband tells me that we will probably be moving east again, to St. John's, Nfld. or the Niagara region in Ontario, or who knows. We should know by the end of October, maybe. It is out of my control, so I have decided to ignore it until I know if we have to move, or not.

I need to lose weight and get in shape. At 55, I really do need to get this in control before it becomes a health issue. It will be much more fun whining about having to exercise, than whining that I can't find clothes that fit around my belly. I know how to do it, I'm just really good at putting it off. My heart will thank me, as will the hips and knees that have to support the excess blubber. 

My oldest daughter is now engaged to her best friend. He worships the ground she walks on, and has for a long time. The wedding is to be September 5, 2011, in Ontario. I'm not quite sure what my role as mother of the bride is. The wedding, I'm told is going to be at his family's cottage on a lake north of Kingston, and is going to be very small, maximum 60 people. My daughter phoned and asked if she had to invite all of her relatives, or could she not invite most of them. Gulp! I told her that it was her wedding and that she and her partner were in charge of the guest list. This the right thing for them and the size of the venue, but there will be hurt feelings, and general huffiness. There will be lots to write about on this topic. I think my major role as mother of the bride will be to take the blame for this.

Am I totally charming? Nope, and I never have been. I have a tendency to be blunt and speak the painful truth, as I see it. Some people appreciate this, and others do not. I was told that I am totally charming one day last summer by somebody who obviously appreciates this. Within the same week, I was told by my mother in law, that I am a nasty control freak, and that I needed to let my kids, who are all now adults, to live their own lives. That hurt, and I don't think I micro-manage their lives. My son, who travels all over the world for his job, does let me know when and where he is going to work, and when he will be home. This usually means that I get told that he is going to Africa for 6 weeks, leaving on Tuesday, or whatever, and will be returning on an approximate date.His partner works the same kind of schedule, and she lets her mother know where they are too. It is always good to know that they are safe.

 Anyway that is what makes me 'the totally charming control freak mother of the bride'.

I think I'll go down to the gym and figure out the elliptical trainer thingy.