Alice

Rumblings

The Hartford Courant has been running lots of little squibs about the upcoming election on Scottish Independence. I'm beginning to wonder just what country I'm about to move to! Will it contain Scotland, or will I have to whip out my passport to go visit the Garnethill Synagogue or go dancing in Edinburgh?

Also on that note, Little Sister Pony pointed out with some glee that when Baby Cambridge II: Electric Boogaloo is born, I'll be right in the middle of that frenzy. I wonder if that might not be a good time to pay a discreet visit to Dot . . .
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    West Wing Theme Tune
by Illsaysheis

State Of The Pony

Currently, that would be Connecticut.

In brief, because lots is happening: I made it safely out of Chicago and home to Connecticut and the welcoming arms of the Pony Parents. Yesterday, I was so tired I could hardly move -- all the adrenaline and energy from my month-long Packing Up finally drained. I'm much more awake today, though, and ready to step up and see people, go places, do things, and get ready for the Big Move.

In other news, I'm 38 years old today. Wheeeeee!
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    Lord of the Dance
Renoir girl

Continuing On

One of my good friends defended her dissertation yesterday! It was a fantastic defense, and, although I didn't get a chance to read the actual dissertation, I've heard her talk about her work enough that I do have a sense of her argument and the general shape of the work, and I know it was excellent. I'm not a person to make bucket lists, but if I were, seeing her defend would have been number one on my Chicago Bucket List.

The move proceeds apace. Most of the furniture is already either sold or promised -- two kitchen chairs, the sofa, and the sewing rocker are walking out the door today, and the bed, the dresser, and the night table are scheduled to go on Sunday. The movers have taken away the stuff to be shipped, and there's just a few bags left to pack. Today I have to deal with some stuff at the bank, and there's a bunch of stuff to drop off at a secondhand place, and the final house sweep and clean. I'm spending Sunday night at a friend's house, and on Monday morning, we'll come down to Hyde Park early, do one last pass at the apartment, lock up, turn in the keys, and then she'll take me to the airport to go to Connecticut.

I'll be staying with the Pony Parents for about three weeks while the British consulate processes my visa and sends it back to me, and then I can head out! My apartment in Cambridge will be ready on the first of October, I am told, but Corpus said that they'll have a guest room ready for me a week ahead of time, so I can come over a bit early and get things going and be really ready for Move-In Day.

I'm going to miss Chicago -- mostly my friends there, I think. But that's the nice thing. People can travel. I don't think that I'll never see Chicago again. I can always find some reason or other to come and visit. And I'll have a real guest room in Cambridge to host friends who make their way over to come see me. This chapter is ending, but there's a big adventure coming closer. And, really, I never could resist the call of adventure!
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    Cambridge
Stiff Drink by mrbnatural

As Promised

It's Monday. And the movers are here! There is a most ferocious rustling of paper and skreeking of tape, and all my belongings are being wrapped up and boxed up and shipped out to Cambridge.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!
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    Akin
Stiff Drink by mrbnatural

Moving Update

It's entirely possible that I may have an international moving company hired by Monday.

It's entirely probable that I will have several more fits of existential terror by Monday.
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    S'iz nito keyn nekhtn
by Illsaysheis

Just Checking In

Hi everyone! I know I haven't been around much recently, but I did log in today, and I figured I'd say hi and I'm not dead.

Ever since ol' iGor died this spring, I've been using a loaner laptop from a friend. Since it's just a loaner, I haven't done much to customize it, and it doesn't quite feel like "me," although it functions just fine. But since it doesn't feel like "me," playing LJ on it also doesn't quite feel like "me," and I haven't, really.

This being the Summer of World Capitals, I did quite a bit of traveling, managing to see Washington DC (which, believe it or not, I'd never seen), Beijing, and Paris all in the same season. It was a whirlwind, but lots and lots of fun, and once I'm more settled, I'll tell you all about it. As soon as I got back from Paris, I started packing up my Chicago apartment and selling my furniture. I'll tell you, you know shit's getting real when your furniture starts to walk out the door!

Cambridge is working with the UK Border Agency to get my visa paperwork going, so I should be able to get that taken care of before I leave Chicago. The plan is to fly out on September 1st and go to Connecticut to stay with the Pony Parents for a bit. I can have my birthday with friends and family on the East Coast, and stay and be pampered a bit and visit with my grandmother before I make the Big Move.

They think that my visa licence will be for October 1st, and from what I can gather off the UK Visa website, I could enter the country up to two weeks prior to that date. My apartment in Cambridge will be ready for me on the 1st as well, and they've reserved a guestroom at the college for the last week of September. So it looks like the endgame will probably be that I'll fly out to England some time during the last week of September, from either Boston or New York, and spend a few days living in the College guest room until Move-In Day.

Can't promise how much I'll be around till then, but . . . whoa. It's all happening. It's all really happening!
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    The Internet Is For Porn
Fanny

The Best Part Of A Holiday

Right now, I've got an enormous brisket pot-roasting in the oven, rubbed with salt, pepper, and paprika, sandwiched between onions and carrots, and drenched in wine and tomato juice. I also have a pan of dates, cinnamon, and cloves simmering on the stove in wine, waiting to be mixed with chopped walnuts to form haroset. My kitchen smells amazing.

Just thought I'd share.
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    Istanbul (Not Constantinople)