All Moved In

We're in. We are completely in the new place.

I finatically cleaned the old place to make sure we DEFINITELY get our security deposit back. And that place is EMPTY, like we never lived there. After dragging our enormous old couch out to the curb, we took a moment last night and acknowleged that we were leaving our first apartment together.

For the most part the move was okay. Our very good friend (whose name I won't mention so he doesn't get hit up for requests) helped us move the heaviest objects. He was an absolute god send and hopefully sustained no injuries during the course of the move. Thank you so much for all of your help. We are eternally greatful and readilty available to help you move should the need ever arise.

The most stressful part was receiving our new couch. This was a saga. Our couch was too big for the elevator which I recognized in advance would be the case. I assumed the movers would just use the stairs to bring up the couch. And that's what they set out to do. But there was a problem. The stairwell closest to our apartment had an entrance that was too narrow to maneuver the couch, so the movers had to use the stairwell at the front of the building where the couch could fit.

However, because the front and back halves of our building are not connected, the movers had to carry the couch up 7 flights to the roof, across the roof and then bring it down the stairwell near our apartment.

It took them two hours because the couch was wider than some of the landings and they had to do a lot of work, twisting and turning our new furniture until they were finally able to get the couch in. At one point I checked in on their progress and found them walking across the roof carrying the enormous burden between them with their heads cocked to one side and their tongues hanging out of their mouths from exhaustion.

We tipped them well - actually very well - and you would have also. Believe me.

I still feel a little guilty about ruining the days of the people who were expecting timely furniture deliveries after us but the store we used does guarantee delivery. And that's what we got.

While all that was going on with the couch, and while Jon and our fantastic friend were moving everything, a handy man was opening up my kitchen wall to add an electrical outlet for the new stove he was installing. To make long story short, he finished the electrical work but didn't install the oven. It's damaged. So I won't have an oven until next week.

Other than that, everything is fine. We have phone, cable and internet and all is right with the world again.