theme of my life: moving
well...
thanks for following me here. i, uh, did something stupid and totally forgot to write down my username for my other blog and i tried and tried to recover it through blogger and google and alas...nothing. CRAP. so i've moved. in more than just the blog sense but i'll get to that in a minute. anyways...this is the new den. disregard the old one because well - it will NEVER be updated.
onto moving. well - i've taken the interim program director job at the camp that i work at. so i have moved offices and moved houses. the house is sweet. it's an old house from a military base up in edmonton. it's small but perfect. i'm totally stoked to be in it finally. i've waited a longtime to move into it. moving sucks. having your life in boxes makes you realize how blessed a person is to have a "home" or a place to hang their proverbial hat. it also makes a person realize how materialistic one is. how the heck did i accumulate so much stuff??? i remember in university when i could move myself in my berretta. where did those days go?
well i hope that you find the blog and that you will stick with me. i will (for the fifth time) be more diligent with this. i realize that it's the only window into my life for some of you.
peace out - cbear
thanks for following me here. i, uh, did something stupid and totally forgot to write down my username for my other blog and i tried and tried to recover it through blogger and google and alas...nothing. CRAP. so i've moved. in more than just the blog sense but i'll get to that in a minute. anyways...this is the new den. disregard the old one because well - it will NEVER be updated.
onto moving. well - i've taken the interim program director job at the camp that i work at. so i have moved offices and moved houses. the house is sweet. it's an old house from a military base up in edmonton. it's small but perfect. i'm totally stoked to be in it finally. i've waited a longtime to move into it. moving sucks. having your life in boxes makes you realize how blessed a person is to have a "home" or a place to hang their proverbial hat. it also makes a person realize how materialistic one is. how the heck did i accumulate so much stuff??? i remember in university when i could move myself in my berretta. where did those days go?
well i hope that you find the blog and that you will stick with me. i will (for the fifth time) be more diligent with this. i realize that it's the only window into my life for some of you.
peace out - cbear
congrats on the program director position. Are you the one who will be coming out to Coaldale for our Missions Fest in September? Or is Rick sending someone else out? Anyways, looking forward to seeing someone/anyone from camp then
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