Olof’s delivering the kids, the dogs, and absolute mountains of the kids’ stuff down to his parents’ place, and we’re soon off to Uppsala. The kids are going to be camping out in our big tent for the next three nights, something they’ve been anticipating with glee for the past few weeks, and Olof and I will have three nights to ourselves at my place in Uppsala. I’m looking forward to showing off my apartment and my fancy office with my name on the door, but most of all to having some time with my husband when every other sentence we say isn’t interrupted by some small person or other.

We’ve actually got a pretty packed schedule down south, including meet-ups with friends and the thing I keep forgetting to mention–the real reason I scheduled this trip in the first place–the Paolo Nutini concert in Stockholm tomorrow night. I have loved him for years and years, so when I found out a couple of months ago that he was coming to Sweden, I knew there was no way I could miss it. I confess that I’m not nearly so fond of his most recent album as I am of the first two, but it should be a good time nonetheless. I’ve just put the new album on my phone (legally purchased, thank you very much), and I plan to spend the next couple of days letting it grow on me. I still really hope he’ll sing “These Streets,” though.