Things have been busy here. Work is taxing -- good but hard. Every day I hit the wall of ignorance and every day I feel humbled. The next few weeks are going to be interesting as my projects really start moving. The room I work in is filled with fantastic people who have been super welcoming to me. Friday afternoon there was an impromptu gathering on the secret deck outside the department and one of the guys brought out impromptu noise makers. Sounds like a good fit, no?
Tom arrives in two weeks and I have been trying to get things ready for him. This morning I assembled an IKEA wardrobe all by myself and had a mini-panic attack when I realized that I would never be alone in the buying, hefting and assembling of inexpensive Swedish furniture again and, while that is good, that is also sort of sad. Because I like feeling like I can take care of myself and do whatever is needed to make things work and I wonder if I will lose that feeling when Tom is here to take care of me and help make things work. Wow. Being taken care of. What is that going to be like? If you could see my face right now, you would see me grinning like a fool. I don't have to go very deep down to know that it will be wonderful, and I suspect that the minute I see him at the airport, it will be clear that everything will be just fine.
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