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Apr. 15th, 2005 11:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
usernamenumberThis evening has been one of those fantastically ordinary evenings. Because I'm teaching two weeks in a row in Houston I'm staying the weekend here and it feels like a vacation. What with the move and the planning and the packing (oh, and work too), the last few weeks have been incredibly stressful. It's really nice to be able to feel like I have absolutely no agenda for a while. Thanks to my fantastically wonderful lady I don't even have to stress about taxes since she did them in January. *Mwa!* =:)
The overall feeling right now is strange. I'm giddy. I'm giddy because I just spent two hours eating cold, leftover curry while finishing disk one of Ballykissangel on my laptop and I absolutely can't think of anything I'd rather have done. Just eating after 8pm is a big deal for me because normally if I do that then I risk going insomniac (something that's happened every night this week anyway, despite my best efforts) and so I can't, lest I be a wreck for work (which I somehow managed to mostly avoid, despite the affore-mentioned sleep issues). But tonight it doesn't matter. Tonight, if I wanted to go wander around at midnight and find a 24-hour place to read at I could. Why does this feel so liberating? I don't think I'd really appreciated how much stress these plans have been putting on me. The stress of feeling (and in some cases unnecessarily taking) responsibility for so much.
That said, I think things are getting settled now. I sent an email to my bosses to make sure everyone was ok with the plans and if nobody squawks I'll spend next week packing up the place and move up to the East Bay soon thereafter. Then in August we'll move again, me to Cambridge and Elizabeth to Storrs and I'll start teaching mostly in Red Hat's Westford office, significantly reducing my time spent travelling. I'll miss the free food and time to myself, but it's been two years since I've been able to do anything that required me to be in town consistently. No theater, no classes, no choir. Hopefully that will change. The Lizbeth and I can attend each others' concerts. Cyoots!
The idea of living separately was a bit scary at first, but now I think it's going to be really good. We've been living seperately half the time anyway since I started this job. It's so worthwhile for Lizbeth to go to school and get herself moving again but there's nothing for me in Storrs. Cambridge, on the other hand, has me rather excited. It looks like there are lots of interesting people to see and things to do. My one concern is the 30 minute commute. I know I'm whining shamelessly here, but one of the perks of my job is that after a sometimes all-day commute at the beginning and end of each week, I usually manage to get a hotel that's within walking distance of work, so I can sleep in as late as 8:30 and still have no problem making my 9am class. That makes all the difference when you have trouble getting to sleep at night and need every last minute in the mornings. Is it better to live in the Boring-ish suburb that the Red Hat office is in and commute to the interesting stuff or live amongst the interesting stuff and commute daily to work?
Anyway, I think I'm going to get to bed now. I'm satisfied knowing that I _could_ stay up all night, so I don't really feel the need to take advantage of the fact. I'm actually sleepier now than I've been all week, so maybe I'll be able to get my sleep-schedule back on track. Gonna go read more of Ender's Game, one of those you-aren't-a-geek-until-you've-read-this books that I just never got around to before, and then crashy.
Oh, and those of you that have Netflix accounts should check out Ballykissangel. It's very Brittish in that it's slow and subtle and it's not a comedy per se, and yet it's not exactly a Drama either. It's just... life, with some really compelling characters (for me, at least) in a gorgeous Irish town.
G'night.
P.S. Andrew, I am still fiending for Phantom Dust, though. =;)
P.P.S. I came thiiiiis close to trying to spend all night making a set of Dr Who mood icons. How cool would that be? BTW, the new show is... well, Doctor Who. If you liked the original, then you'll like this. At least the first and the third eps. The second one... well, it's just bad. Must-force-self-to-not-start-venting bad. IMO, at least. And even then it had one redeeming quality: A religious order in the far future called "The Adherants of the Repeated Meme". Nice. =;)
Sleep now. For real, this time...
Oooh! look over there!! *scamper*
The overall feeling right now is strange. I'm giddy. I'm giddy because I just spent two hours eating cold, leftover curry while finishing disk one of Ballykissangel on my laptop and I absolutely can't think of anything I'd rather have done. Just eating after 8pm is a big deal for me because normally if I do that then I risk going insomniac (something that's happened every night this week anyway, despite my best efforts) and so I can't, lest I be a wreck for work (which I somehow managed to mostly avoid, despite the affore-mentioned sleep issues). But tonight it doesn't matter. Tonight, if I wanted to go wander around at midnight and find a 24-hour place to read at I could. Why does this feel so liberating? I don't think I'd really appreciated how much stress these plans have been putting on me. The stress of feeling (and in some cases unnecessarily taking) responsibility for so much.
That said, I think things are getting settled now. I sent an email to my bosses to make sure everyone was ok with the plans and if nobody squawks I'll spend next week packing up the place and move up to the East Bay soon thereafter. Then in August we'll move again, me to Cambridge and Elizabeth to Storrs and I'll start teaching mostly in Red Hat's Westford office, significantly reducing my time spent travelling. I'll miss the free food and time to myself, but it's been two years since I've been able to do anything that required me to be in town consistently. No theater, no classes, no choir. Hopefully that will change. The Lizbeth and I can attend each others' concerts. Cyoots!
The idea of living separately was a bit scary at first, but now I think it's going to be really good. We've been living seperately half the time anyway since I started this job. It's so worthwhile for Lizbeth to go to school and get herself moving again but there's nothing for me in Storrs. Cambridge, on the other hand, has me rather excited. It looks like there are lots of interesting people to see and things to do. My one concern is the 30 minute commute. I know I'm whining shamelessly here, but one of the perks of my job is that after a sometimes all-day commute at the beginning and end of each week, I usually manage to get a hotel that's within walking distance of work, so I can sleep in as late as 8:30 and still have no problem making my 9am class. That makes all the difference when you have trouble getting to sleep at night and need every last minute in the mornings. Is it better to live in the Boring-ish suburb that the Red Hat office is in and commute to the interesting stuff or live amongst the interesting stuff and commute daily to work?
Anyway, I think I'm going to get to bed now. I'm satisfied knowing that I _could_ stay up all night, so I don't really feel the need to take advantage of the fact. I'm actually sleepier now than I've been all week, so maybe I'll be able to get my sleep-schedule back on track. Gonna go read more of Ender's Game, one of those you-aren't-a-geek-until-you've-read-this books that I just never got around to before, and then crashy.
Oh, and those of you that have Netflix accounts should check out Ballykissangel. It's very Brittish in that it's slow and subtle and it's not a comedy per se, and yet it's not exactly a Drama either. It's just... life, with some really compelling characters (for me, at least) in a gorgeous Irish town.
G'night.
P.S. Andrew, I am still fiending for Phantom Dust, though. =;)
P.P.S. I came thiiiiis close to trying to spend all night making a set of Dr Who mood icons. How cool would that be? BTW, the new show is... well, Doctor Who. If you liked the original, then you'll like this. At least the first and the third eps. The second one... well, it's just bad. Must-force-self-to-not-start-venting bad. IMO, at least. And even then it had one redeeming quality: A religious order in the far future called "The Adherants of the Repeated Meme". Nice. =;)
Sleep now. For real, this time...
Oooh! look over there!! *scamper*
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Date: 2005-04-16 06:11 pm (UTC)super *mwa*