This is a good house. It has good light, good design. Good flow. Brian and I feel good here. Very tired, and stiff and in pain, but still good.
Most of our stuff is still in boxes, partly because most cupboards and drawers need to be cleaned before we can move into them. This morning I cooked breakfast and then scrambled to locate the silverware before it got completely cold. I had asked one of the movers who packed the kitchen to put a certain pile AND the silverware in a box labeled with our Open First tape. He eventually tossed the stuff from the pile into the middle of a big box of other things, along with the tape, which was not used to label the outside of the box. The silverware was at the bottom of another box entirely.
There's more to say but I have just eaten a late lunch and the couch in the sunroom is calling me to nap. As I told my mom when we reviewed our plan on the calendar: Wednesday we sleep.