I know that I've not posted anything of substance since moving. And it's not as though I've not had the time. I've just not had the inclination. I've been enjoying these last few days of having nothing to do before forging headlong into postdoc land, which will commence on Monday with no less than six individual projects to be working on. Splendid.
Meanwhile, I'm making headway in giving the new abode the Krafty Bitch Touch™. However, the local shopping options are not helping in my quest for the sublime in home furnishings. Pier One is having a laugh and Target is limp. But I will forge ahead, fashioning things that cannot be purchased whole, for I am MacGayver.
Today I'm off to Hamlet for the Fourth of July and the annual summer family beast feast. I'm moist with anticipation.
Friday, July 03, 2009
Not a proper post
Thursday, July 02, 2009
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Tuesday
Maybe this place is starting to feel like my place, just maybe. Downstairs feels more like mine than upstairs. It's still weird having an upstairs. When I go up there, I kinda feel like I'm somewhere else. Things are sorta in their places. I'm still trying to figure out the best ways of keeping or displaying some things.
I think a routine will help. I'm sorta at a loss currently, because I don't have anything to do, other than potter around here. I suppose in a few weeks, I'll be wishing for this down time.
Monday, June 29, 2009
My feet are dirty
The maintenance man is in the kitchen working on the hot water heater. I've my fingers crossed that it will be operational this afternoon because I need a hot shower badly. I'm not sure if the people in Target were looking at me funny because I was less than impeccably groomed or because I was talking to myself.
Anyway, Charlottesville's not so bad today, now that I've been out and doing stuff, despite not having had a shower this morning. I went to the post office and the aforementioned Target, and will most likely go the grocery store tonight, if I can get cleaned up.
I really, really, really, really, really, really want to take a shower. I mean really. Really.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Friday, June 26, 2009
Packages, boxes, and bags
Well, it's all packed. My apartment has been reduced to a small heap of boxes and bags. At first, it was almost cathartic, out with the old and in with the new. But now it's all weird and makes my tum all funny. It's my last night here, a little niche which has been my home for the past four years.
You know, as much as I like to travel, try new things, see new places, et cetera, I like having a place that comforts me to come back to. I know that I will make my new abode comfy and cozy. I always do. But I also know it's temporary, just as I did when I moved in here. And I have to admit that part of me longs for the day when I unpack my boxes and bags for the last time, letting my roots sink down deeply into the sod, grounding. Another part of me wonders if such a day will truly ever come. Only time will tell.
Half dozen
1. Just set up mobile blogging so that I can post things as I think of them when I'm out and about.
2. I know that I need to finish summarizing my trip to the UK, but I'm in the middle of moving here, people. Next week, I should have some relaxing time to myself before officially starting my new position.
3. Speaking of moving, had a minor (now averted) crisis this morning when UHaul called to tell me they had no trucks within a 75 mile radius. Penske came through though, after calling Big Mama, who calmed me down. That's one of my favorite things about my mother, the way she can calm me down. Okay, tearing up here, moving on.
4. This week and last have been a whirlwind of farewells. I don't like it, but now I can focus on making my new place feel like home, settle in, and wait for guests. Have you made your reservations?
5. I'm looking forward to sleeping in on Monday, after all of the moving is done and before I have to start being 'responsible' again.
6. I have had Billie Jean stuck in my head now for almost 24 hours. He may have had some crazy habits and personal issues, but the man did change pop music. I'll be hitting up the iTunes store next week to fill out my collection.
