T-minus two days ...
... and then the trek westward begins. I've hardly had a moment to breathe. Or eat. My life consists of taping boxes, loading boxes, labelling boxes, carrying boxes, dreaming about boxes. Starting tomorrow night, I get to spend six days in hotels as I finish teaching my spring session class (almost 40 papers to mark by Monday night--why, God, why?) and then first thing Tuesday, coax my old clunker along the highways and byways to Vancouver: bearing bottles of wine, my computer, suitcases, boxes of canned liquidy things that movers won't take, the files I'll need for my new job that starts July 4, and my elderly jade plant, which is like a member of the family.
My home internet powers off in less than an hour. I feel as if I'm about to go live on a desert island. Fortunately, the hotels I'm staying at have internet, so I'll still be able to log on from time to time (though not, I should add, while actually driving).
While I can still enjoy my connection, I'd like to share my top choice for the coolest link I've seen in a long time. No, I'm not going to tell you a thing about it first. If you haven't already found or been pointed to it, I promise you'll love it.
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P.S. Condo still not sold. Not even one offer. It may be because the entire block in front of the building's being torn up and completely replaced--road, sidewalks, everything--so since late May it's looked like no-man's-land. "For Sale" sign standing bravely in the middle of a blasted pile of rubble with a miniature tractor thingy parked beside it. Great timing. Ah, well. C'est la guerre.
My home internet powers off in less than an hour. I feel as if I'm about to go live on a desert island. Fortunately, the hotels I'm staying at have internet, so I'll still be able to log on from time to time (though not, I should add, while actually driving).
While I can still enjoy my connection, I'd like to share my top choice for the coolest link I've seen in a long time. No, I'm not going to tell you a thing about it first. If you haven't already found or been pointed to it, I promise you'll love it.
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P.S. Condo still not sold. Not even one offer. It may be because the entire block in front of the building's being torn up and completely replaced--road, sidewalks, everything--so since late May it's looked like no-man's-land. "For Sale" sign standing bravely in the middle of a blasted pile of rubble with a miniature tractor thingy parked beside it. Great timing. Ah, well. C'est la guerre.