It's all how you look at it

On Friday we took a little trip. To Toronto. Four hours of driving to take a look at Cody's new home. Well...the home is not so new. But it's new to him.

His dad drove him and all his worldly belongings down to Toronto on Thursday. John and I took the drive on Friday. Our first little problem was that we arrived (by using our new GPS system) at the address on Danforth. But the address was a little bungalow in a neighbourhood that just didn't seem right. And I knew he was living in an apartment over a bar. (it sounds worse than it is). I didn't have his cell phone number with me (he just got a new number the day before). We don't own a cell phone. So off we went...walking to the nearest convenience store to see where the closest pay phone was. We got to talking with the convenience store owner. After about 5 minutes we discover that we are on Danforth Road. There is also a Danforth Avenue. Ahhhh. Back to the car, rekey in the address on the GPS, and off we go.

You have arrived at destination. (I don't know if I'll ever get used to the woman's voice on the GPS system) Cody was waiting for us and very excited. This was great to see, because usually he's pretty laid back. The first thing he wanted to do was show us his apartment.

It's funny how life is. He is on top of the world because he has a place of his own (well, he's sharing with one of his best friends). His own stuff. His own responsibility. It's perfect for him. And I'm comfortable with it too. The neighbourhood looks great. Lots to see and do. Lots of opportunities for part time jobs...good for a struggling actor. And it looks safe...important for a mom's well being.

Look Mom...it's perfect. We've got all the movies and games we need. And we have table hockey too!

So, he's really happy. But you know how life is...at our stage of life...if we had to live there...we wouldn't be so happy about it. We'd think that we had come down in the world. It's all how you look at it, isn't it?

Cody used his new tool kit and hung some pictures. We headed out for lunch, and then shopping for a futon. (for some reason, he didn't want a bed and had his heart set on a futon). That was not an easy thing...rush hour through downtown Toronto traffic. It took us 3 hours of driving around, but we found the perfect one. We managed to squeeze it into our CRV and crawled at a snail's pace through traffic. We got it up 2 flights of stairs, got him settled, and headed back home. It was dark when we left. Here is a shot of his building. He lives on the top floor. Rails and Ales is at street level, 2 apartments on the second floor (one occupied by 2 girl's from Cody's Theatre program), and Cody and Mike's place on the top.

Another 4 hour drive. I shed a few tears on the way. Sad, but happy too.