Frustrated much?...

How complicated can you make life? Not nearly as complicated as a family I know. Everyone has their own idea about what needs to be done and how situations should be handled which is great when they're all brainstorming together but seriously the one person who's opinion actually matters doesn't have an opinion until the last second. Maybe I'm just not as kind as some. I love my family and I will always bend over backwards to help them but it's when people just expect people to bend over and don't even ask that I get so peeved! When people make plans to go somewhere, or to do a project and you want to go there, or make the same thing then you should ask the people that are involved that have previously made the plans and adjust to their schedule since they would be allowing you to join and not say ok well we can do it in three days you're waiting for me and that's the end of it.

Long story but the end of it is I didn't get to go up and meet scott yesterday even though our apartment is ready I have to wait until tomorrow and possibly the next day because the people that are causing the delay have stuff to do tonight and we may not be able to leave early enough to make it before it's too late. I miss my husband and I'm extremely frustrated with my in-laws and did i mention they're living with us in Canada? Well they are and i'm not normally a grudge holder but i think that I should have at least gotten a call and had somebody ask "McKenzie can you wait until Wednesday to leave so Mark can come up and visit, please?" that would have been fine, but hearing from my sister inlaw the morning I'm supposed to leave when I haven't heard from Scott yet, that I'm not leaving until Wednesday because I'm waiting for her dad... that's not ok and it's always like this, there's never strong communication and there's NEVER a plan and when there is a plan it always changes, even if it's the day before whatever was planned, it drives me crazy and I'm just so frustrated, why does everything have to be so hard?! 

Rebecca you're the only one that knows about my blog so you're for sure the only one that reads it. I'm sorry you have to hear me vent maybe I'll make a separate blog that's just for my journaling. 

The start of a grand new adventure

Well Scott and I moved to Montana after two weeks of random travel and started working, he for a previous employer and me at good ol' target. Many adventures weren't recorded, including the tree stand, the poor lost elk dinner, and the Great Falls DMV.

But life must go on so I say, what the heck eh?

We currently live in Canada and Scott is going to work while his little American wife stays home because they don't let just anybody work in Canada, who knew?
Is it a sad day when the man at the Canadian border doesn't even ask for your passport because he knows who you are? Not only did this man mock me for saying "Z" when spelling my name instead of "Zed" (the french way to say it even though I'm speaking english) but he remembered me. Sometimes you take comfort that you're just another face and people won't remember you...then you find out they did remember and forever will think of you as the American that spelled her name at the border.

We aren't only moving to Canada though, no. We are moving to Fort McCmurray, Alberta, Canada. Just in case any body was wondering it is worth looking it up on a map and comparing St. George Temperatures with those of this new town (don't forget your Celsius, Fahrenheit conversions, who knew i would ever rejoice over 28 degrees?)  . Scott worries that I will become an ice-cube, but I snuck an extra blanket into the car for my half of the bed ;).

We will survive and flourish from the start here I am sure! I can't wait to see what kind of trouble I cause for us in the great north of Canada. Wish us luck!