Improving...

This week has so far been a lot better than last. For one thing, the surroundings are nicer. Pembroke and Bracebridge are about the same size, but the latter is incomparably more appealing than the former in almost every way. (But then, it's a tourist town, so that is to be expected). Secondly, the expected plagues of mosquitoes have not materialized (at least by my standards... but then I was raised in Manitoba, so perhaps I'm more desensitized to these creatures than folks from southern Ontario are). Best of all, the loads have been much smaller, as will be evident from the time of this post. It's only 1:30 PM and I'm comfortably back in the hotel room. (Tomorrow won't be quite as good, but will still be better than last Friday, and it's a much shorter drive home afterwards). And the bins finally arrived at the work site (we'd been bagging the recyclables until now, terribly wasteful but we had no choice).

The actual work site is at Muskoka airport, which is remarkably busy this time of year. Most of the traffic has been single engine piston aircraft, but there have been a couple of business jets as well, perhaps owned by the various celebrities (Cindy Crawford, Eddie Van Halen, etc) who are reputed to have cottages in this area. The bins we've been provided with are supposed to be closed to avoid attracting bears and seagulls, but they don't have lids, so the possibility exists that a bear will show up and devour some celebrities as they get off their Learjets. While I certainly don't wish Ms. Crawford or Mr. Van Halen any ill, there's a part of me that wants this to happen (for purely selfish reasons; if this were to happen our company would likely be bankrupted by the ensuing lawsuit, and I'd be able to go on EI to search full time for a better job).