It’s official. Today was my last day of work at my public library. So for the next month, I don’t have a job. No work–just helping my wife with her thesis and working on writing and planning the move. That doesn’t sound like much, I suppose, but moving is actually a lot harder than I thought it would be. Writing’s going well–I’m chopping each chapter by 10-20%, but it’s a real pain to do. Feels monotonous, but I know the story’s improving because of it, so that’s something.