Whew! It has been a crazy last three weeks, getting settled in classes, work, and living in Brighton. We finally have everything we need for our car not to get towed: MA plates, resident parking permit, inspection sticker, and MA license. Yay! We're going to take a picture of our car parked outside of our condo one of these days... as proof of that feat.
Gary, Nick, Gary's friend Yulia, our good friend Tina, Anne and I had a wonderfully relaxed weekend this last weekend. I think I have been burning both ends of my candle a bit too much so we slowed down and slept in. Poets have been strangely silent on the subject of sleeping in (not to mention cheese). It has been fascinating to me that while I took 7-8 classes a semester in undergrad, I find 4 classes in graduate school quite taxing... and I haven't even written a paper yet! Yikes! Hopefully I'll be able to manage my time such that it won't be a problem by then. I doubt I will take four classes again. In one way though, I suppose that graduate school is supposed to take a great deal more time because so much more is expected of you. The reading is in-depth and plentiful, the detail in discussion is minute, and working 20 soild hours a week really adds up. Still... I'm surprised.
It's nice to really be on our own now too, not the fact of being separate from the parents and whatnot, but the fact that... well... we're making our own way in the world! We're working and paying bills, and surviving (albeit with parental support in areas like creditability and whatnot).