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Switcheroo

Our house has six bedrooms, three upstairs and three downstairs. As our family has grown, tastes have changed, et cetera, the division of these rooms has changed, but the current set-up is this: the office, Tage’s bedroom, and Olof’s and my bedroom–shared by Yrsa–are downstairs, and Lydia’s room, Petra and Brynja’s shared room, and an… Read More Switcheroo

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Fall back

Thirty-three wall clocks, that’s how many I’ve got at last count. I don’t have any particular obsession with time, I don’t think, but I do have a powerful love of clocks. Generally speaking, they please me inordinately, but twice a year, not so much. Tonight is one of those two times, the end of daylight… Read More Fall back

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Sunday

So, it took me only a week after getting home from Stockholm to unpack my suitcase and put it away. If nothing else, that should tell you how the week has been. It wasn’t a bad week, really, just a busy and hectic one. The conference last weekend was great, with plenty of interesting papers… Read More Sunday

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Worry for nothing

The week before last I got my first summons for a mammogram, scheduled for yesterday morning at 9:30. It was surprisingly good timing, as not only was I home that day, but the appointment was late enough that I had time to get the kids off to school before I needed to leave myself. The… Read More Worry for nothing

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Anxiety

Gah. This project proposal for the Ph.D. application is stressing me out beyond belief. You’d think I could whip out six pages in nothing flat, especially considering that my proposed topic isn’t too far removed from my master’s thesis, but it’s just not coming easily. I know that most of the problem is that there’s… Read More Anxiety