Day 0.5: Complete

Well well well.  So, today was the day that I drove Dad to the airport in Grand Junction after he so kindly joined me on the drive from Provo to Telluride.  The ride up to GJ was weirdly wonderful and I'm seriously considering making Highway 50 a lifetime obsession.  Or at least, maybe I will go up there again on one of my weekends and hang out in one of the national forests or something.  OR you know whatever.
Today is ALSO the day that I: moved into the house I'm going to be living in for the next 5 weeks, met the people I'll be living with for the next 1-2 weeks (respectively), toured the Bookbinding studio, met the 2 ladies who run this joint who I've talked to on the phone and emailed a billion times over the past 3 months, and met the lady who is going to teach me basics in paper conservation this week and 'sewing structures' next week.  Something I didn't realize til I got here is that this first teacher ain't no sbum off the street--she is the assistant head of conservation for the Folger Shakespeare Library in Washington D.C. That is....a VERY big deal.  I will have to use all my charms and wits and conservation prowesses to convince her that she should make there be a conservation internship at the Folger and that I am just the one to take it out for it's maiden voyage. 

The other people in the class all seem nice and generally normal--about as normal as I'd like them to be, really.  Some of them are older and some are middlin' and 2 other girls are somewhere around my age.  One of them is pretty much doing the EXACT SAME THING IN LIFE as I am right now, which is to say, she is staying here for 5 weeks and going to do a diploma in conservation, so probably we will be running into each other all the dang time for the next however many years, and the great thing about it is that she is pretty much the nicest one of the lot so basically I totally lucked out.  If the universe is going to force you to associate and become friends with someone, it is pretty awesome that it picked someone you are already happy to be friends with. 

So, I am sitting here tonight with a packet entitled "Basics in Paper Conservation" in my lap, the first at least 17 pages of which is a basic chemistry review.  I say 17 pages because that is as far as I got skimming it before I decided to give up and blog because chemistry makes me want to throw up and die.  I guess I'll have to get over that um rather quickly though....but hopefully once it is being applied to stuff that is cool like paper and books instead of just being a bunch of dumb confusing words I will decide to remember how it all works. 

I really need to start taking pictures of this house....it is GLORIOUS.  I mean, it is just a house I guess, there are no baby goats gamboling around and Liam Neeson isn't doing constant dramatic readings in the front room so it's not like it's PERFECT, but for some random resort house it is amazing.  Built in bookcases everywhere, built in benches and things, stained glass front windows, creaky hardwood floors, old timey antique trunks in basically every room, ....I mean come now, what could be better? 

But enough of positive thinking; let's look at the bad here:
1)I am missing all the beginning of this season of Doctor Who which I COULD be watching at Celia's house courtesy of her sweet cable package that includes BBC America.
2)I am missing the BIRTH of my two newest nieces, probably occurring ALMOST AS I TYPE !I keep getting good sounding texted updates though so I am probably as informed as I would be if I were kicking around in Utah. 

NB:those negatives were not in order of how sad I am, I PROMISE.  If the soon-to-be-realized twins were dangling off a cliff next to Doctor Who and I could only save one (the twins being considered a package deal) I would DEFINITELY go for future-Joyce-and-Lydia, no question. 


But um.if the Doctor were still David Tennant. . . things might get real hesitate-y up in here.