Now, in addition to my monthly Toronto Transit Commission pass -- found in the hands of most dedicated Torontonian commuters who don't drive -- I have an Ontario health card. Complete with an Ontario address.
I'm not sure how I feel about that. Maybe it will all sink in for "reals" when my new licence arrives. I still don't feel permanent here, even as I near the six month (six months!) mark, despite the apartment, the cell phone, the whole deal. I haven't really stayed in one place for very long in a very long time, the only difference was that it was always in N.S. Even here, we've only been in this apartment since September, and were facing down the possibility of moving again last month.
In other news, work is still fairly steady and some leads are starting to pop up for 'adult' jobs. I really do love to write and interview people and tell the story of current events, it's just the whole instability part of the field that makes life a little rocky.
And, I've mailed my first chunk of Christmas cards and we're supposed to get our first real snow tomorrow--not any real amount, but something better than a few scattered snow flakes. I feel like my Christmas spirit, if not my Ontario pride, is definitely on the rise.
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