My family misery is too psychically near to put out of mind, but at least I am now physically removed from it. I'm in a roadside motel that claims to have free wifi, but of course the signal is too weak to load a single page. Times like this make me grateful for my new iPhone, even if I'm still working on my two-thumbed typing skills.
I need to get my head into house-hunting mode and out of family drama. Iactually made a little progress this evening over dinner: I was rolling over some random thoughts, and I realized that there's another interesting little question that I should discuss in my (sadly neglected!) manuscript. I had a work-related thought again! And then I jotted it down in my iPhone. Hee.
So basically, my family depresses me, my writing has been on hold, I have no idea yet where I'll live in my new town, but I'm enjoying the iPhone. That's something, right?
Oh, on the subject of pseudonyms, I'm holding off on naming my new location until I see the place myself and can brainstorm a meaningful pseudonym. Sisyphus' suggestion of Postdoc Town is not only a little generic, but technically inaccurate, since the job is a VAP. I'll work on it.
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