Here I am, inching back into blogland...
Since December 30:
A marathon drive of the sort really meant for 19 year olds heading south towards sunny beaches;
Navigating the van through more snow, sleet and ice than I probably have in my entire life (and we're having an easy winter, they tell us);
This one's huge: a job, in an office, writing.
Boxes. More boxes. Did I mention the boxes?
I've managed the rare round or two on Nine's second sock; met lovely, welcoming, generous neighbors; signed up for a new library card; started learning the quirks of the two sets of washer/dryers in the house (can't very well leave out the laundry now, can I?) and the wall oven, which seems determined to burn the bottom of everything.
My home office should be set up within the week -- which will help get the photos up and running -- and I've got a couple of meme-ish things waiting patiently for my attention, including a letter ("V" in fact) from Julie and the list of weird things from Karen. Thanks for dropping back by -- it's great to be here again.
