And so as we enter this first month of a new decade, and as we take down our Christmas decorations, we ponder the three months of salt and slush that is the climate change version of a Montreal winter and ponder our own mortality. Just me?
The wee lad is not so wee these days as he’s an eleven year old in grade five with an eye to starting high school in 18 months or so. He’s joined Scouts so he can keep going on camping trips. He’s generally an indoor kid with a YouTube obsession (which brings its own worries) but he loves camping.
I’m still at the law firm which has me going to Toronto fairly often. I like Toronto and could easily live there as long as I had a house with no mortgage because I honestly have no idea how they do it. A friend once said the only people who can swing it are power couples with six-figure salaries each. So we’re content to stick it out in a province whose current CAQ government sees us, being Anglos and immigrants, as a problem to be managed.
I’m still in the gym three days a week. You’d think after three years of this, I’d be lean and fit but you would be wrong. Apparently you can’t out-exercise a bad diet. Generally I eat healthy meals but then I also snack a lot.
We had an election last month. It went as I expected: Trudeau would be returned to government but with a strong minority parliament. I’d like to think this upcoming parliament will be a throwback to the days of Lester Pearson and Tommy Douglas when many of the social programmes we enjoy today were passed as legislation. But who knows? He may just end getting support from the Conservatives and not bothering so much with the progressive stuff. They always say the Liberals campaign like the NDP and govern like Tories.
Other than that, we’ve got a trip to Cuba to look forward to and some long overdue renovations to the house to do. Here’s hoping 2020 turns out well for everyone.