pranabanana

I am fascinated by the concept that all of the world’s problems are solvable.

At least in theory.

Isn’t it boggling to imagine what would happen if we all simultaneously just gave away what we didn’t need so no one person, city, or country went without? Theoretically, it is possible. What if all of those aid missions or what have you that are way too expensive to contemplate suddenly just happened? What if the money didn’t matter anymore, and we all just did what was right?

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Oh what a difference a few days makes.

In the space of a mere 36 hours, we went from being unemployed and homeless bums to bums-only, in nearly one fell swoop. After a killer interview (if I do say so myself), I was offered a job starting that same afternoon. On the strength of said job offer, my compadre and I descended on the local friendly bank and established some canuck bank details. Check. After receiving the totally astonishing news that I have a good credit rating (thank you, Canada Student Loans), we drummed up some convincing paperwork to submit to a rental agency.

Whilst I was on the first day of my job (very very weird to be starched and pressed and wearing shoes by 7.30am, let me tell you), my dear one sent off said paperwork and lo and behold, 3 hours later, we were given our dream flat.

Some words on manifesting: IT WORKS!

We are officially on the hunt… the search for the perfect nerve centre is now well underway. Having been politely asked to vacate our current premises so our hostess has all of the time/space she needs to get the most from her last weeks in the country (ie have a farewell-style nervous collapse), we are now up to our eyeballs with the task of finding both employment and a home base. Within the next 2 weeks. No problem!

So it has been a few days of pounding the pavement, and the keyboard, as we search the oh so popular craigslist for a suitable abode. Just spending the days around the Drive has been pretty affirming. A much more compatible vibe than here in plastic fantastic kitsilano. [ Hard to believe that this area used to be a hub of cool and general hippy-dom, given its current rarified air. You know you're in kits when the kids with the sidewalk lemonade stand are selling pure organic designer juice. cha-ching!$$ ]

So then, our house-hunting criteria to date: walking distance to the Drive and all its organic goodness, close proximity to transport, light & bright, in a quietish place with no major street noise, a garden/yard or some other access to green space, a view would be marvelous, and preferably on the cheap side of affordable, and preferably above ground. A resident animal of some sort would be lovely. Aaaand they have to be willing to accept not-quite employed but otherwise lovely us… Perhaps a tall order, but we’re hoping for the best.

Just another exercise in picturing what you want and creating it out of thin air.

No problem. We’re professionals.