In which Sam is happily moved into her apartment

Ahoy folks,

I realize my last post were a little on the somber and stressy side. Now it's all easy breezy sammy time. Everything's puppies. I've moved into my apartment. Would you like to see it, dearest readers? I'll give you a tour.

That there is my apartment building. I live on the second floor. It's in the Jordan area, which is very hip. Like me, right? It's about a 15-20 minute walk to work. Amazing!

This is my bedroom. I have many lamps. I also have two helmets. The staircase is very narrow and steep with small elven stairs. So if I am worried, I can wear one of the helmets for stair climbing. The other helmet is the guest helmet. I realize now that I should have taken a picture of the of the shelf to the right of my bed. It contains many treasures belonging to my landlord, including the helmets. He cleaned some of the stuff out the other day, but I told him to leave most of it. It makes the place feel homey. I have arranged these objects (helmets, lamps, drums, vases, old fax machine) as small mini-exhibits.

This is my shower closet. Basically you open the door and BAM, shower. The basin is there because my hot water wasn't working (it's fixed now) and I decided sponge bath was preferable to icy shower. If guests are difficult when they come to visit they have to stay in the shower closet for time out. With the light off.

That's my kitchen. To the right (the picture's left) is my stove and fridge. Don't worry, I have them! But the fridge seems to be unable to do anything other than freeze (yes dear reader, I turned the dial to the lowest setting). Tomorrow I call my landlord to fix this.

So I guess you're bored with my apartment tour. Don't go away yet! Let me tell you about work. It's great so far. To begin with, everyone is very laid back and nice. Which is off-putting, because apparently I'm tightly wound. They say "stop working for a bit, let's have coffee" and I panic. I am working with another intern, Marlene, in order to organize (inventory, number, condition report, identify) and hopefully clean the Plastics Reference Collection van Oosten. She's lovely, and is putting up with my gleeful brandishing of Chenhall's Revised Nomenclature so far. Besides Thea and Anna, there is Suzanne (who works with FTIR), Naomi (a student working on dye identification with FTIR) and Anna (the fabulous Italian plastics conservator).

I have important things to do now (I really want to eat an apple). So I'll leave it at that for now.