Well, i can’t exactly stop counting “Boise Days” since until the house either sells or gets rented that’s still my permanent address. So that leaves me with the rather inelegant solution of counting both days.

The first day of “work” at my new gig has nearly come to a close. By all accounts it has been a success: i have my SOU ID, i have an SOU employee number, i’ve learned that spouses are covered under SOU health benefits for no additional cost, i have an office and a desk and an ethernet connection to the rest of the world. I have a phone, but i’m unsure what the phone number is. I have a window that opens partially and looks onto a bucolic campus scene with tall pine trees that whisper and hiss in the breeze.

I don’t yet have my university computer or a university login, so i can’t actually do anything, but i’ve met with some key players and sat with my IT colleague who is tasked with being my guy in IT. I’ve managed to not put my foot in my mouth, talk too much, speak negatively of my past, or fall into my normal habit of ranting. That will come later.

On Sunday Annette and i traveled over to Klamath Falls. We returned via the cheerily named “Dead Indian Rd” which proved to be one of the prettiest forest roads we’ve driven in some time.