Things are still a mess, and I find it very stressful. On the one hand, I want to unpack all these boxes and satisfy my anal need for organization and neatness.
On the other hand, I persist in thinking "I'll only be here for a year. What does it matter if I unpack these dishes that I never use?" Although I do like teaching, I like my students, and I like my coworkers, I feel very cut off. I'm an intense homebody, so it's very hard for me to meet people. And I don't have any family here, or even any internet friends (as far as I know). In many ways, it reminds me of my sojourn in Riverside - I hated that, too.
But good things have happend. I found out that I did pass my boards, and I am now an official member of the American Board of Forensic Entomologists. WVU gave me my own credit card, which I promptly used to buy maggots over the internet. And I figured out that I could park my motorcycle not 50' from my building - a far cry over the 40min commute by car. And ebony14 will be here by the end of the month. If I can ever get out from under my mountain of grading, I want to spend some time in Pittsburgh. At least I know I can get half price books, clothes that fit, and Swedish meatballs there.