So I’m all moved in and, with the exception of a) two boxes of books that need to go on my shelves at work and b) a box of “crumbs” that I can’t figure out what to do with, I’m unpacked.  A (now-former) colleague and (still-current) friend is on her way over to take away my extra empty boxes for her own move this weekend.  The construction and excavation next door seems to have stopped.  I’ve got some good music going in the background (thanks to the Shuffle setting on iTunes, I just finished listening to a Son Volt song I hadn’t heard in years), a stocked fridge, and a little bit of downtime.

Contrast that with last night, when I decided to take a break from watching movies (Jesus Camp, Old Joy, and Y Tu Mama Tambien) to send out the itinerary for my trip to Scotland.  Everything was going well until I realized that I had miscalculated and would be arriving in-country on Monday, not Sunday.  Tripped up by the overnight flight, I guess, and ordinarily not a big deal, the way I like to travel, but I have all kinds of hostels, B&Bs, and campsites booked for my trek along the West Highland Way.   After a panicked call to my mom, I figured out that I can eat the 30quid for the room in Edinburgh, hop a train and a bus to Drymen the afternoon that I get to Edinburgh (after running errands–dropping off extra bag at the University, setting up cell service, buying whatever I forgot to pack) and start the walk on the second day, which is the 20-miler.  Awesome.  I’m psyched again, even though I won’t be doing the whole walk. I guess that means I’ll have to go back sometime.

I’ve got some reading left to do for the course, which I really need to finish up.  I want to do some work on my teaching this summer, too, but I’m not entirely sure when that’ll happen.  I figure I’ll have plenty of time to think about it while I’m walking through Scotland and when I come back, I’ll be recharged and ready to take it all on.

So that’s it.  Just figured someone might want an update.