Well, I got a fulltime job in the East, and the pay is pretty respectable (exceeded expectation, anyway).
Then, less than an hour after the phone call cementing the details, I got a call from the town where I'd applied for part-time work and had to turn them down. Ah, it's good to feel wanted.
So much to do: finish dissertation; keep up with lecture notes and clever activities for my course; prep TWO new courses; pack stuff and move. I really haven't the faintest idea how it can possibly be done. I try to compare it to moving out here: after B came out with his little pickup crammed with the basics, I packed up the rest of the house. Some stuff went in the garage and some into the ABF truck. All while I was working fulltime. It took about three weeks, and I was right down to the wire.
When we moved into this apartment from across town, we probably packed up everything in about 2 weeks. We didn't have to be as careful, though, and there were lots of trips in the car as well. But, that was while school was still in session. My thought is that if we spend two full weeks doing nothing else, that should be plenty of time.
Posted by otto0114 at June 24, 2007 09:57 AM