First semester of graduate school is moving along. Group work is frustrating or fantastic, depending on who I'm working with. Mostly okay, thankfully. I miss the friends I made in storytelling class last summer but I'm making a few new ones. I'm working in the preservation department of a large (the largest?) library on campus, assessing the damage of books. They range from "everything is together and the pages are in good condition, but the cover is completely detached" to "it's really better to just say 'fuck it,'" but the latter is not acceptable commentary. I've seen some neat stuff. I'm learning that it's best to just let myself be THAT picky --which I have conditioned myself to resist, or at least fret over-- when filling out the prep slip for each book. Itty bitty marginal spot that doesn't impact the text at all? Note that sucker anyway.
Finally weaned myself away from soul-sucking office job I was loving so much this time last year. I helped train the new accounting assistant a little bit over the last two weeks. The running around has been hell and I've had little to no time outside of late evening to study, which has not made for a stressless school existence. Got sick last week and was miserable and prone to vomiting. I left without going to my Thursday classes (not cool with me at all, and it threw a wrench in the not-so-fantastic group project I'm not sure the group has recovered from) and it's been kind of hazy since then. Fog is clearing.
LittleOldLadyMobile decided to lose it the morning of the wedding, specifically when I was on the way home with my matron of honor after decorating the venue, which was... less than ideal. We picked her up from the shop Tuesday night. All has seemed well since. Thank goodness for credible repair. We benefit from our proximity to Verona, where word of mouth is easy to come by. Josh's office mate even knew about the place we decided to take the car and said it was legit.
It's getting cold. Well, it's gotten cold. Averaged around 40-something midday this week. Colder in the mornings and at night. Fall is definitely here as well, because if something is attached to a deciduous tree all signs would seem to point to it not staying attached for very much longer.
Even though I will be paid-in-peanuts poor when Christmas rolls around, I'm pretty excited about the holidays this year. We're very likely staying home for Thanksgiving, and trying to make a longer stay in Florida for Christmas. Will depend on funds in the very near future and what's happening with our niece (! wedding = family expansion zomg!!! I am not Almost Aunt Alex but Actual Aunt Alex, please excuse me while I go flip my wig!) at Christmas.
Rosemary plants got make-me-happy levels of larger while they were in the garden over the summer. I dug them up last weekend and have had them on our porch since then, letting them get a little bit of rain before they have to come in for the winter.
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| Have I mentioned my husband is refuckingdiculously handsome? |
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