I'm moved in, and officially residing in Virginia. My room is set, besides not having a desk chair and wall art, my shoes are organized along my walk-in closet, my closet is divided and space maximizing. All is well. I was living without a kitchen table for a week or so which was pretty fun...eating off of Rubbermaid storage bins in my empty living/dining room was probably the epitome of the poor graduate student experience. But really, I blame the abundance of space, rather than the lack of furniture! There is entirely too much room in my entire apartment, so much so that I need to brainstorm potential mini-room solutions to take up more space and create the illusion of occupancy. If you have stopped by my apartment recently and/or helped me move, my thanks go out to you. A good friend loves you even when you have nothing but the carpet and a cup of coffee to offer.
At any rate, orientation begins today, so I suspect my home decor endeavors will soon be curtailed by the onslaught of reading that we like to call 'education'. I checked out the syllabi posted for two of my four classes. The first thing I noticed was that they were both well over ten pages long. With what, you ask? A deluge of scholarly articles, with an average of one book read every week. I really should look into speed reading techniques, but fear that my attention span is so scattered that skimming over certain sections will equate to daydreaming about frolicking through meadows and concocting delicious recipes.
Wish me luck!
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