I hate to whine – but I am cold. Something is wrong with the heat in the apartment and I end up calling the manager’s office daily. I have even had to call the after hours number when the heat conks out at 1 in the morning (still a night owl).
Now cold outside is to be expected. The wind chill hit -48 yesterday and I was out and about the town. I stopped into the Hamlet office (nothing Shakespearean about it – Baker Lake is technically a hamlet, not a town or village) to see about a driver’s licence. I waited and waited and was getting hot in my parka – but my feet were cold and never did warm up. By the time I left it would be safe to call the weather a blizzard, but I had more stops to make so I kept going. I went to the KSO – sort of like going to the school board office – and checked on my dental benefits and learned I have to call someone else. Next was the Health Centre to fill out a release of info form so my medical records can be sent from Nanaimo. Next stop, the RCMP detachment. I am applying to be a guard at the jail. A lot of teachers do it. I have nothing better to do this holiday and I also hope it will help me get a health card. It appears that Nunavut Health does not like giving benefits to teachers on term contracts. If I am a guard then I have a job with no end date. Worth giving it a shot. Tweek the system, baby. The form was really long and they told me to take it home. I met Mat, the new cop, and chatted about being Air Force kids. Dave said he will be coming to Amanda’s Christmas party on the 24th so I will see him there. I then intended to pick up my mail at the Northern, but the weather was nasty and my feet were icy blocks so I just went home……to a cold apartment and another phone call to the office.
Cindy (who is glad she won that heating pad at the square dance)
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