Moved in

Well, we did it. We are now officially living out of boxes. We packed and moved most our things last weekend, we hired movers but we both wound up lifting and moving things (I carried light stuff, don't worry). As of yesterday, we are officially out of our old apartment with the Hudson River View and we now have a Saw Mill River view. I think I want the Hudson River back. But this is a house. With hardwood floors. A finished basement. Washer and dryer. Deck and backyard. Have I mentioned that there aren't any hills? It cuts 15 minutes from honey's commute and he hasn't been late all week. I have been in at 8:30am all week. This is a good thing.

Both mother and mother-in-law have come to help get stuff out of boxes. Now they both want to come up on Saturday. I don't think I can handle that. My mom, very particular about linens, china, and matching silverware, and placement of things in the linen closet vs. his mom, who just wants things clean, no matter what they are. I know they both have the best of intentions, but I don't think I can handle it. I just want to sleep. I am exhausted. I think I have to cave and get that body pillow.