Tired thoughts

Yesterday was my eight month anniversary in Regina and to be honest I am still not sure what exactly I am doing here. This morning I grumpily caught a bedbug biting my foot. It was very cleverly hidden in the fold of my sandal strap. I can only conclude that it came from my appartment even though I found it at work. Unfortunately it seems the bug saga may not yet be over. My building right now is on its third owner as of June and this one cares the least. The housing market in Saskatchewan right now means landlords can get away with less and less responsibility. On top of the landlord, my accross -the-hall neighbours' antics have added stress and tension to the appartment. I am not bad at dealing with their wierdness, i.e. various attempts to get me to move, but their loudness mainly from Karaoke parties going on past 11pm is getting less and less tolerable. On the up side to all this I have a new roommate and she is very sweet.

The next question I usually get asked is how is work and to be honest not great, but was it ever? It seems each week there is a new frustration and I am beginning to wonder if it is just me. The miscommunications, poor decsion making and overall disorganization is starting to drive me crazy. As much as possible I try to laugh about the day a colleague brought her dying dog to spend the day in the office and the disagreement it caused between my supervisor and I.

The weather this summer has been pretty nice. I definitely enjoy the lack of humidity. Well right nowI think it is time for me to go to bed and to think about my Spanish friend Maria saying 'mañana is otro día y no pasa nada '