Monday, August 19, 2013

Transitioning again...again

I'm all moved into my apartment! That makes FIVE, count 'em, FIVE moves in the last year. A more adventurous person might say that with pride, but I confess my statement is birthed out of exasperation for the upheaval and relief that I won't have to move again until May.

The room looks fabulous, all thanks to the wonderful Hannah Kate. Here's how the room revamp turned out (she painted the wall art and hung the decorations):







The paper is not done, and in a meeting with my adviser today, I was reminded that this wasn't one of those "finish and move on" projects. It's more of a "forever and always" kind of deal. Still, the first draft is slowly wrapping up, and I am pleased with where it started, went, and landed.

The fridge is full of groceries. I battled a mango this afternoon for smoothies this week. All four of us are moved in and slowly settling into our spaces. Friends whom I haven't seen since December are all coming back to town. Classes start on Wednesday, so we're all the kind of busy that isn't actually busy - it's just frantic anticipation of actual busyness. 


It's been a wild year. I've lived in two countries. I wrote the longest paper I have written so far in my academic career. I decided to start teaching again.

And it's going to be another wild one. So for now, I'm enjoying these couple of slow days, the prospect of a three class semester, and an evening of kitchen organizing and red lentil cooking adventures.