slowly moving

This, as opposed to moving slowly. I got the key to my new house a couple days ago, and, consistent with my "get-it-done" personality, I've begun moving things in that will fit in my car. A bookshelf. The shoe rack and all winter shoes. Winter coats. Bunch o' kitchen stuff. This makes me happy. I brought Belly over to the new house a couple times and as soon as I let her off her leash, she runs around the empty rooms, happy happy happy and then looks for her water bowl, which is not there. Thirsty girl. There are two little yippy dogs who live next door, so Belly'll have fun yelling at them and chasing them up and down the fence. Ah, a dog's life.

Did zero academic work this weekend. Now my brain is ready to get to work on book prospecti and the collaborative forgery/plagiarism piece tomorrow.