OK ... so almost a year ago, I got this phone call at some ungodly hour of the morning (i.e. before 10 a.m.) asking if I would be interested in a paid position during the Olympics. The job description was a little unclear, but had something to do with identifying athletes for the camera guys producing the video feed at the sliding centre. The position was called "Spotter" and they needed two of us, one from the skeleton/bobsleigh side and one from the luge side.

After much hmmm-ing and haaa-ing, and weighing the pros and cons, I decided that a guaranteed position during the Olympics right in the middle of the action I was most interested in, media credentials that would let me get a look at a completely unknown part of the games to me, a paycheck that would cover an entire year's sliding expenses and, most of all, a free snow suit, were well worth any uncertainty in what exactly the job entailed.

After accepting the position and signing my work contract, I didn't hear much until just a few weeks ago, when I got my accreditation and some work start details in the mail.

The piece of paper told me to check in to the Whistler Fairmont hotel on February 6th.

Now, I didn't realize that they would be giving me accomodations, considering I live pretty close to Whistler, but not being one to ever question authority (or something like that ... ), I did exactly as I was told.

So, yeah, this is home for the next 22.5 days. I mean, the comforters are a little thin and sometimes I get lost because there is so much space in my double queen room at the Fairmont overlooking the ski hill. And the Visa card with our pre-authorized per diem on it for meals was a pain to activate. But I suppose I'll be able to make-do.

So far, I think I made an okay decision regarding how to spend my time during the Olympics. If my husband is nice to me, I might even let him visit ...