Going to England

It's official - I'm going to England to do research for my master's thesis. Technically, it's been official for about a week, because I bought my airplane tickets last Saturday. But I think it's taken this long for it to really start sinking in.

The whole trip is weird in a couple of ways:

1. I'm going to be in England without Steve. That's just . . . wrong. I'm used to sitting back and letting him run the show when we're on his home turf. To be in the driver's seat (so to speak - not getting behind a right-hand steering wheel this trip) is admittedly unnerving. I know I'll be fine. I also know it will take awhile for me to get settled with the notion of Steve not being there.

2. I've not been apart from Steve for this long since before we got married. Ten weeks apart from his is very unsettling and I try not to think about it. Of course, if he gets one of the myriad jobs he's applying for, we'll be apart for even longer than that. So maybe I should look at this as a dress rehearsal.

I still need to suss out a London side trip. I want to visit the National Archives and the British Library. I just need to figure out how much time I need to do what I want to do down there and get a room and train booked.

Of course, now that I know I'm going, all I want to do is do thesis research. Unfortunately, I have three classes I need to do work for, so I need to get out of that mindset soon.

That's about it for now. I know I don't write here often, but I just have a hard time finding the time.

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