packed up and moved to California after one delightful -27F day.

So it’s May, 2017. We’re just finishing our third winter in Ottawa, aka Canada’s wind-tunnel, and a string of -40 days made this one super harsh. 5ft snow pack around the driveway showed signs of melting on the weekend and the dog poop left by negligent fuckwits is almost visible and … ah shit, it’s two weeks of hard snow. We can barely see through the tears as we realize when we talk about ‘fool’s summer’, hope has made us the fool.

My first day at my new Vancouver-area job was 3 months later.