It really is snowing here again; I woke up to rain, and before too long, it had turned to wet snow. What strange weather! I want to be done with it, and back to the sunshine...although maybe not too much sunshine -- Kev said it was 90 in Chicago yesterday.
As for the move, I was in an oddly grumpy mood about it all day yesterday, just feeling really dubiuos about it working out. Maybe Kevin could somehow tell, because he kept calling me, just to chat. And he sounded cheerful and optimistic and all (for Kevin :-), so I woke up feeling better about things this morning. It still might not work out, but really, we've got a decent chance at making it work (which we knew, otherwise we wouldn't be trying it), and presumably we'll have some fun in the process of trying. Packing and calling movers and selling furniture just isn't the fun part. Having Kevin be in another state for three more weeks isn't either. He was saying last night that it felt oddly suspended -- knowing I was coming, but not yet. Both of us were wishing that I could somehow just magically be done with classes and be moved. But alas, that is not to be. I imagine we'll live.
I have a big pile of work to do today, so I'd best get to it. Talk to you later, munchkins...