As you would expect there are some issues to adjust to in a
new home. After a busy day we needed groceries. For some reason Brent decided
to try the stove before he left for the grocery store which is just below us.
The stove was leaking gas. Not good. Our landlord Mr Redhead lives in a home on
the same property so we called him. Soon there were all kinds of neighbours in
the house trying to fix the stove. Happily someone knew what to do and it got
fixed. However it had taken a very long time and we had no food. Taking pity on
Brent, Mr. Redhead drove Brent down to the store, ran some errands and then
came back for Brent to drive him up the hill. The hill would be as steep as
Proctor Park’s toboggan hill or a black run on a ski hill.
Meantime Owen had been told to wash his feet in the shower.
We heard the water go on and then a scream and a wail. A giant cockroach like
bug at least an inch and a half had crawled out of the drain. Owen declared he
was NEVER going in the shower again, and the bathroom itself was questionable.
Brent was able to kill the bug pretty quickly but Owen was not at all amused.
In my mind Brent took forever at the grocery store. I was
expecting big things when he got back. He came home with 4 apples, chicken
dogs, bread, eggs, milk (that isn’t refrigerated!), some sliced ham, ketchup,
relish and mustard. Not exactly local food, but food the boys would eat. So our
first cooked meal in the house was hotdogs on bread! Brent apologized for his
lack of skill in the grocery store, he said everything was so different he
couldn’t make up his mind. Brent is usually right at home in a grocery store,
so it must have indeed been a challenge.
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| View from our home |
With day one completed we discovered that the restaurant/
propane tank dealer across the street turns into a bar at night! The bar then
competes with a gentleman who plays his own preferred music. To say it was loud
would be an understatement. However I checked on both boys and they were sound
asleep.
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