This week feels like it’s moving quicker than my workweeks usually go. Not that I’m complaining or anything. The quicker the week moves, the closer I am to the weekend.

Last night, I walked around the house with a packet of stickers and slapped price tags on things. I confirmed that tomorrow’s shift is a short one, so I’ll have all evening to bring everything into the dining room. After dinner tonight, I’ll go down to the basement and haul things upstairs. The more things I can have on the main level of the house, the easier Saturday morning will be.

Shawshank started the legwork for proper ID yesterday. At the moment, it looks like nothing can happen for at least 90 days. In order to set up new ID, he needs to have supporting documents to prove his address and identity. However, the sort of things that can be used to supporting documents require an ID to get. The only ID he can apply for is a provincial health card, but that requires that he lives in the province for 90 days before he can apply.

On the other hand, things have progressed quite quickly on this side of the border. Yesterday, I pondered whether my passport application was at the bottom of the backlog pile, or the top. As it turns out, I was at the top.

Things are definitely moving faster than expected.

We haven’t told either of our parents. I didn’t tell my mother, as she’d be on the next flight up here and I’m just not ready for that. Shawshank didn’t tell his parents, either. He only just moved in a couple of days ago. He (wisely) decided they don’t need the added stress and worry about my potential move up there without a solid plan in place for him.

Tonight, I’m having some of my leftover tofu tikka masala for dinner. Since it’s a shift with StressedRPh, dinner will be something to look forward to. The humidity has dropped, and while it will be pretty warm, it will at least be comfortable. I’d like to try to take some pictures with my new poi, but it depends on how windy it is after dinner.