We didn't get any of the painting done that we had wanted to before moving in. And there is still a ton of stuff at the house, but we're in. We watched the Superbowl here last night, ordered take-out from a thai restaurant around the corner, and drank a bottle of Blanc de Noir to commemorate the move. Alan put the bed together and we crashed around midnight. Now begins the unpacking, and then the decorating. In the meantime, can someone tell me where all of my food is?
