Long time no write

[bronwynrh]

I'm out of the house, now. I left a bunch of shit behind - not shit, literally, but shit figuratively - that I couldn't get rid of because trash day had come and gone. We'll see if the new owner holds it against me. He's having people come to the house to clean. Ok, so he's allergic to cats, but don't you think you can clean your own house?!?

Whatever.

So I left the house in a state somewhat less than I wished to leave it, but there's nothing I can do about it now. Have to let it go. Otherwise, I'm not sure how I feel about all of this. It felt really good to move some of my things into Jeff's house. I felt badly about a lot of it, just because there's a lot of it. . . but having my chest of drawers and dresser and some other items of my own in his house made me feel a little more at home. Having my kitties there made it feel more real.

Of course, I had to turn around and come right back to Bton to house sit for my advisor and to work my ass off in the lab and at the house. I am closer to getting this cloning done - the one I've been fighting with for over a month - and I have to have to have to write this damned review. I also have to plant seeds for another experiment and play the ever-entertaining waiting game until the confocal microscope is fixed.

Even though I have the move done and out of the way, I'm still feeling very unsettled and, well, freaked out. Spending 30 minutes on the phone waiting for some help from Sprint didn't help, but that stuff seems to be all cleared up, now. All that's left is to get my rent refund and pay off the first $200 of repair receipts the new owner incurs on the house.

No word on the job. I think I need to call the headhunter and see what's up. I know pretty certainly that I want to go the IP route now, and I'd love to know that I am making progress in that direction.

Anyway, I really have to get my ass over to the bench. I'm getting started about an hour later than I hoped.

Comments

[microbie.livejournal.com]

Hope you take at least a moment out to congratulate yourself on a successful move. That's a huge accomplishment.

I command your microbies to behave!! (Okay, so they haven't listened to me before, but I throw this out there anyway)

[bramey.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the much-needed perspective. I will pass your commandment on to my bugs. Every little bit helps.

[shebear.livejournal.com]

I read that last part as you having to get your ass over to the beach.

Congrats on getting moved in .. that's never fun, and generally just a stress-inducing situation no matter what.

[miasmaman.livejournal.com]

Even though I have the move done and out of the way, I'm still feeling very unsettled and, well, freaked out.

I know exactly how you feel. This has been the move to end all moves for me, it seems. And it's not even done yet.

[bramey.livejournal.com]

That, and a test of any relationship. So far, so good.

Of course, I'm not THERE. . .

[bramey.livejournal.com]

I've been waiting for that wonderful *ahh, I'm done!* sensation. Still waiting. Let me know if you get there first, k? I want to know what signs to look for :)

[miasmaman.livejournal.com]

i don't think i'll get that feeling until we get done working on the basement...maybe in a couple weeks? *(sigh)*

[curlicue.livejournal.com]

Congrats on the move. When you finally get to spend an afternoon reading with a cat on your lap it'll feel like home.

Now go clone something.

[bramey.livejournal.com]

I am working on that bastard cloning as we speak. Let's cross our collective virtual fingers (and maybe a few real ones) that somewhere in these 16 samples I have the little bugger I need.

[rozsdan.livejournal.com]

Your not here, but almost everything you own is...the kitties say meow.




P.S. We need toilet paper.

[wistfulunicorn.livejournal.com]

Almost sound like an old married couple ;-}
One of these days we'll get to meet and I'm looking forward to it.

How do the cats get along with your dog?

[bramey.livejournal.com]

My goodness! You went through that package quickly, didn't you!

;) If we really need it, I'll stop by Sam's before my next visit.

detente'

[rozsdan.livejournal.com]

The pets are practicing many of the Cold War philosophies: They are all operating on the theory of Plausible Deni-ability; I know your there, but I don't see you therefore, you don't exist. Kind of stand-off at the OK Corral without the fighting this house ain't big enough for the 4 of us so we'll hang out upstairs while you hang out downstairs.

Sometimes, it feels like we are an old married couple, but one that lives in different houses, leading different lives that only intersect at irregular intervals.

I look forward to meeting you soon as well, but someone must find gainful employment before the planning can begin.