Yes Mistress

Well folks we made it. Yesterday was the official end of our three month trail period. I'm guessing we passed probation since I has to remove myself from a very cosy nest of a bed this morning and go to work. Being the month of May also brings a few other mile stones, May 19 was the day that we landed in Pond and started life all over again.  And May 21st being our 4th wedding anniversary
This was a means to an end, and although some days I question the wisdom in this choice I know that it was the only way to remove the negative fog that surrounded our lives.
Sadly this month also brings with it a not so great milestone, one year ago on the 20th we had to say goodbye to one of the greatest best friend a girl could ever has. Sierra had been my dog for 10 years and was about 15 or so, after many years of ongoing health issues we had to finally let her go. It's not something I'll ever get over and it brings me to tears whenever I think about her.  I miss her every day.

For this past week I have been playing role of stand in post mistress. It is very common here for people to just up and quit. No rhythm or reason just because. My last co-worker in the office quit because 8 hours of work a day was too many hours. Yah I know, I don't get it either. I am happy to say that her replacement is a god-sent so I was happy that she decided to move on. And the second post office girl went home for lunch one afternoon then called in and said she wasn't coming back, um ok?
Most of the time here mail is fairly slow. Sometimes it really does earn the nickname of snail mail, but it is still the cheapest way for things to come here. It also feels like sometimes the airline that fly's the mail here holds it hostage when they come after not really bringing you anything for a few days then suddenly you get 50 boxes and 6 bags.
Being a supervisor I must take up the slack when needed, so I have been in the post office every morning, sorting mail, filling boxes, scanning packages and dealing with customers. It certainly does help the morning pass quickly.
It is a juggling act to work in the post office while still keeping an eye on the cashiers and the office. Some days I do feel like I am getting pulled in many directions. Megan can you help me is something that I hear at least 15 times a day. Being a supervisor in a retail situation is something that I was not prepared for but I'm hoping that I am dealing with it. I sense that I am liked in the role so I'll take that as a positive thing.
Happy to say that my parka has been put away for the season. The roads are muddy and the ground is emerging from it's blanket of what seems like permanent white. Fishing will be starting soon, too bad Drew doesn't actually eat fish. The Arctic char is a things that some people would give a pretty penny to get their hands on and he will be able to go out and catch them for free.
In case you are wondering, our sleep pattern has returned to normal. Cardboard on the window, blackout curtains and a sleep mask are wonder things. It is still quite possible to stay up all night if you don't shut the curtains and keep an eye on the clock.

I hope that you all have a wonderful Victoria day weekend.