The house is slowly coming together. Still a long way to go and lots of boxes remain, but we’re getting there. At least we don’t have an imminent deadline, and can take our time unpacking.
This being the 5th move in 5 years, we have some experience in this department, but this one is more permanent than the others, this being our first home that we own.
This time, right now, is the longest stretch of time in my entire life that I’ve not been in California. The previous record was probably somewhere along the lines of a two- or three-month span (during my time at Vassar, I flew home often). I realized this probably a month or two ago when I was feeling out of sorts about things in general. Next month will be our first trip back to the Golden State since moving East.
June was a crazy month: Two reunions (Vassar, family), Vegas, buying a house, moving into a house.
The fun will continue in July, as we continue to settle in, have our first two out-of-town guests, have a housewarming party, and face the steep learning curve of home ownership.
We have our first challenge on the table: Some, shall we say, misdirected plumbing that’s resulted from a backup in the pipes. Jen is on her way to the hardware store to buy us a snake. This should be interesting.
In other world news, we did see Fahrenheit 9/11 last week on opening night. I think it kicks ass that it was number 1 at the box office, despite having been in only 800 or so theaters.
