The Homestead

Well … the move-in occurred Monday. Painless, really; much less arduous than moving out of the 4th-floor walkup condo. But the place is in total disarray, the DSL line hasn’t been installed yet, and I spent most of Tuesday making the bathroom functional, although we haven’t installed the medicine cabinet yet and my husband had a jolly time today shaving without a mirror!

I’m surprised at how good it feels to be reunited with the material trappings of our lives. I admit to being somewhat materialist, but I don’t like “stuff for stuff’s sake”, so I guess that suggests that the material trappings are things that have real meaning to me. Even when they are still encased in cardboard.