We moved into the new house on Saturday, and most of it is unpacked by today, Monday. Each day since has been filled with unpacking. That means that I've been in the process of packing and unpacking since Tuesday of last week. The old house was one story; whereas the new house is two. My whole body hurts, but the end is in sight.
That's exciting. Congrats on the new house and all. Is the vagabond brother still with you guys?
Thanks!
Yes, vagabond brother is still with us, though he's turned out to be slightly less annoying since he's talented at fixing things-- a lighting fixture is slightly off kilter, some rooms need dimmer switches installed, etc. And the house is situated in such a way that his bedroom is pretty far away from ours, and the upstairs is carpeted so we don't have to listen to him stomping around in the morning. Hooray.
One casualty, unfortunately, was the bed frame. The staircase is kind of strangely angled and has a landing, which means that our gargantuan one-piece wooden king-sized bed frame couldn't go up it without possibly killing the banister, so we have to get a new bed frame. I'm now trying to find one that is sturdy and looks good but won't break the bank. Maybe something like this: