I hung my mirror

Moving in has been a very long, slow process. I realize I don't have a full length mirror, but how am I going to carry one across the city? I know I need more than two pots, but they're expensive. I could use more bookshelves, but where would they fit, etc...

I have barely felt like I live here recently. The day school got out I headed to MA for a quick early Christmas. Then I rushed back to NY for a fun, rowdy, Jewish Christmas. Then I jetsetted off to Prague where I got to see Rose. I arrived back in NYC on the 1st only to dive back into teaching the next day. I spent this whole weekend visiting various family members and now I'm back and it's home and i like it (despite the dead mouse we found under our kitchen table).

That said, as I climbed into bed and decided to check my email one last time, my thoughts turned to you all.

What adventures have you all had? What is something you do every day that surprises you? Who do you go to for the small crises? What have you felt proud of recently? What dreams plague you? What pictures are hanging on your walls? Where do you get your groceries? What do you like the most about your life?

I'm surprised by the little responsibilities I never thought I'd have (like making a class website or removing a dead mouse). I'm surprised by the relative ease with which I get up each morning and head off to faculty meetings, parent meetings, classes filled with adolescents etc... I've begun turning to my amazing co-teachers for everything from needing to borrow a bathroom key to feelings of total frustration and inadequacy. My walls are covered with prints from various museums, but spotted with pictures of you all and remnants of our non-stop silliness...

and on that note, I'm going to get some sleep. But know I am thinking of you all and wondering about all of the little things that make up your new lives.

Happy New Year,
a