On the perils of moving
It doesn’t seem like I’m in one place long enough to think any more. We still have not found a permanent place to live, and everything we own is boxed up in a storage unit. Last month we were back in Alaska, this month we moved into a new rental house. We have it for three months, during which time we hope to find a less expensive and more permanent residence where we can unpack all of our belongings. I’m also hoping that in this three months I will have the time to set up a working space where I can not only make a mad dash to check emails and keep up with work, but also unpack some books, review my notes, and get on with school. I really should have taken some time off from school this winter since I was unable to get to anything. But right now, I just want to bury myself in media pscyh.