What will you be doing four weeks from today? Me? I’ll be somewhere flying over Saskatchewan (which, with risk of offending a few of you, is the only way I ever plan on seeing Saskatchewan). I’m going home for a few weeks and it doesn’t even seem real. I’m happy to be doing it, though. I can test the waters of my Canadian life (and by waters I refer to warm water that comes out of a tap. I’ve heard that happens there…) without really needing to get back into things. I’ve almost hit the half way point of this little journey and when I looked in the mirror today, I realize that I’ve changed.  My hair is almost at my shoulder blades! Now, I know that when people said I would change, they didn’t have that in mind. But I sort of took it to be symbolic. It just seemed to happen over night. Where was I? When did I go from “just above the shoulder” to this? When did I blink? Why didn’t I notice? Now that it’s been six months, I suppose it’s all down hill. And I suppose that I’ll be noticing more and more how I have changed without even noticing. Mmmm…