Get a call from the agency that hired me for the Olympics.
"Hi. Sorry I am calling you on a Sunday evening but we just wanted to let you know that you have been security cleared for the games and you can go pick up your accreditation and uniform."
Huh?
"Ummm. I did that already. On Friday."
"Oh! You did?"
"Yes. But while I have you...."
I explain the situation with the clearance to work only on Cypress Mountain. She tells me that she will talk to Gavin, the guy who hired me, and they will try to work out another area for me to work in. I tell her that I live in Langley so somewhere either closest by or on the SkyTrain route would be the best and she tells me that there is a staging area in Surrey. FANTASTIC!! I tell her I would love that and she tells me to expect a call tomorrow about it.
So now I wait.
And pack. I am moving on Sunday. My landlord came over and asked if I could possibly move on Thursday as the people moving in want to have their daughter's birthday party on Saturday. Panic. I told her I would see what I could do. If I got some help packing over the weekend, and if she could find people to move my stuff back into the shed, then I could probably make that work. But I didn't get any help over the weekend so Sunday it is.
I am so sick of moving, I can't even tell you.
