So, we're not connected to the Internets (any of them) at home yet, and I'm mostly way too paranoid to dare post from work, or even from friends' houses. In the meantime, though, I'm grabbing a tiny chance to let you know how poorly I'm adapting to my new environment.
Yesterday, the library steps were powerwashed. At the end of the day, when I emerged blinking into the sunlight (after a long afternoon of wrestling with archaic terminology and shelving systems whose arrangement owed more to seismic safety considerations than to intellectual coherence), I noticed the brick pavement was wet.
And I automatically twisted my heel against the surface, to check for ice.