My hostess - henceforth known as M - fed me milk and cereal for breakfast, gave me a brief tour of town, and handed over the keys to her Jeep so I wouldn't have to haul and park the Uhaul trailer at work (so thoughtful! Ah!). I cruised up to the therapy clinic with raindrops on the windshield and clouds heavy overhead, but spirits quite light for just 8 hours of sleep in 50.
Then, I learned what it might be like not to have eyelids.
Computer training for 8 hours in a small treatment room with a buzzing fluorescent light overhead, one-on-one with the instructor so you can't even zone out at the parts that are easy, with no windows to the outside world effectively desiccated my sclerae to the point I thought my instructor might think me porcelain.
Day 2 brought more of the same computer training, but this time I pre-medicated with caffeine. Those who know me realize this is a drastic and highly anxious measure. I survived the morning and finally got to see my first patients that afternoon! Coupled with the documentation system learning curve, I was glad I had gaps in the afternoon.
Each night after work held another rapid chat with M and an unpacking adventure. Empty the Uhaul into the storage unit, empty the car into the room (after parking the car in the sun on a 78ºF day and finding out what candles do in this situation), empty the room into various shelves throughout the house...I'm not sure 9 weeks is enough time to finish this task.
I'm convinced once again that togas are a great idea - you really only need a few. Plus, they can double as curtains. And sheets. And towels. And tablecloths.
Fewer things to pack!
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