We spent our first night in the new apartment. Clearly we didn't think it all the way through. This morning I had to quietly slip upstairs in my bathrobe to retrieve some morning essentials - coffee, cups and a pot to boil water. But it's all good now. Except for the bed. Like many Asian mattresses, it's really hard. Not unlike sleeping on a towel laid out on a concrete slab. Okay, maybe not that bad, but not my idea of comfortable.

We had dinner down here last night - pizza while we waited for the cable guy - so we have leftovers for breakfast at least. This evening's job will be to move the kitchen down. In our previous life that would have taken many, many boxes. Now we only own two pots and a fry pan so it shouldn't take Lee more than a couple of trips on the elevator. I have an elementary school faculty meeting so I'll leave the rest of the moving to him. I'm not sure who has the better afternoon ahead of them.