On the move

I keep finding myself without any free time these days as I try to sort out how the hell I’m going to work this move.

Last Friday I gave my 2 weeks notice, and then was reminded that I signed some contract a year ago stating that I’d give 4 weeks notice. Suppose I should pay more attention to stuff like that in future.

So I had planned to move at the end of August but then this 4 weeks thing suddenly threw a wrench in. Now my last day at [current employer] is September 10th, except my last day at my apartment is August 31.

The good news is that a friend is letting me and the cat stay with her in Westbank for the first bit of September, and then my dad said I could stay with him for the rest of September, so that’s settled. Shebang and I will not be sleeping under any bridges next month, unless we want to of course.

The not bad, but awkward news is that I have to not just move my furniture back to Vancouver, but I have to store it for a month too. I’m currently trying to organize getting one of those mobile storage containers to keep my stuff here in Kelowna for September, but I’m not having a lot of luck, and there are only so many companies. I may have to hire movers to take my stuff and move it into a storage unit in Vancouver for me if I can’t do anything here. I’m going a little mad from this because I’m not good at organizing anything anyways, plus work is too busy for me to deal with this stuff properly.

I do have a job waiting for me in Vancouver, and if you’re a friend who’s known me a few years it’s the same job as the one I was supposed to get at the end of 2008 but didn’t due to a hiring freeze. I’m switching from a pure DBA role to Tier 3 tech support, where I will be helping DBAs and developers with their database problems rather than being the one with the problems. I look forward to not being on call and not working unpaid overtime. I won’t know what to do with myself once I give back the blackberry but I will figure it out eventually.

This is also my first job with “Senior” in the title. I hope I can fake the maturity.

A few people here in Kelowna have commented that phew, moving back to Vancouver means that life will suddenly become much more expensive for me! Which is a bit silly of a statement to make if you don’t know me and my lifestyle. A few comparisons:

Granted that’s an odd list (except for rent; note that my place in Vancouver was much larger and nicer than this dump I’m leaving, and wasn’t surrounded by white trash neighbours), but I used to have sushi twice a week back in Vancouver, and here I’ve barely had it since the quality suffers and it’s a third more expensive. Take out and restaurant food is more expensive here in general, and again not as good on average. I’ve ended up either spending too much money, or having cereal for dinner.

I cooked chicken today but then my cat stole it. Which just proves I shouldn’t cook anything my cat would want to eat. That leaves cookies.

I never went to a single personal training session here because $70/hour is absolutely ridiculous unless it comes with a happy ending. But yeah, various services are much more expensive in Kelowna, maybe because there’s less competition.

Anyways, that’s it. I thought I’d update you since last week’s posting was kind of open-ended, really. Now it’s time to pass out from exhaustion.