Hi, everyone.
Actually, dad has accepted to talk about coming to live with us. He did so when he was ready to consider the possibility. He spoke with Gail about all that today while I was gone shopping. He managed to do so without any tears and for that, we are thankful. It's a big step in his life: no longer being in charge of his lodging, food, business and all that. We will talk about it again soon and (tentatively) agree on what has to be done to move down here with us definitely. Dad is the only family I have left and vice versa. He has to mull things over in his head and come to accept our proposal on his own terms. It's a huge step and acceptance is key here. But, I have to imagine that it lightens the burden that is currently weighing heavily upon his shoulders. It can't be easy to completely realign his life at 83 years of age. Things are slowly moving in the right direction, without ruffling any feathers. And that last point is paramount. It's dad's decision and his alone. We propose and dad disposes.
When we first moved here, Gail and I lived in our small efficiency unit condo, I only had a small desk for my computer and its paraphernalia. I vowed that as soon as we moved into something bigger, I wouldn't have to put up with a cramped work space. One day, I went to the Salvation Army and I found a massive wooden dining room table, complete with 2 leaves. They didn't have the matching chairs, but the table was gorgeous and absolutely pristine. I swear, you could comfortably seat 10 people around that one. I bought it for $248. At that price, they even delivered it; the deal of the decade for me. The computer and the table will have to be moved out of the guest bedroom to make room for him, so will the hide-a-bed that sits in here. We'll deal with that one when the time comes. I'll be able to install my work table where dad now sleeps, with room to spare.
Immigration shouldn't be a problem here. Being a legal resident of this glorious country is important to us. At his age, dad is not a threat for the local labor market. We'll start the legal proceedings as soon as he moves in.
It smell so good in here, you have no idea. I was reminded this morning that the cookie tin was running on empty. So, I baked 2 batches cookies. The salmon pot pies are baking in the oven. We should be ready to eat in about 20 minutes. Dessert is covered and it should be good. I'll serve a nice chicoree and boston salad with a plain garlic and olive oil vinaigrette. Since there is salad, we won't open a bottle of white wine because the vinegar doesn't play well with wine. Nonetheless, it should be good.
Take care, everyone.
Sylvain.
