Saturday we didn't do much at the house; the fridge came in the morning and we plugged it in and got the icemaker going, but left shortly after that for a day of errands. We returned later with a hose to water the shrubs and called that a day.

Sunday was supposed to be a lazy old day, but instead we got a call Friday wondering if we'd like our stuff on Sunday… YES, we would. A crew of four hauled all of our stuff from the van to the house in under three hours and left us with a whole afternoon to try to unpack our way into the kitchen. We had Subway on our deck, chairs, and tables and then dove in. A radio surfaced relatively early and the fridge had cold water in its door for us, which helped keep the pace up. By the time we went to bed we could walk through the kitchen, sit on both sofas, and find everything needed for a frozen pizza dinner.

The workweek has slowed my contribution to house organizing, though Jenelle plowed ahead on Monday. She weeded and watered and set up our first pass at a loft office. We've also been opening gifts continuously and loving finding places for shiny new _______s and ______ _______s. Work started for her today, though, ending the joys of uninterrupted unpacking. With some luck and continued evening diligence we'll have things sorted soon and then it will be fall and time to paint and make kebabs on the grill.