My household goods arrived yesterday morning. I picked up the apartment key and as the manager and I sat there at 9AM with paperwork, the moving van drove into the complex. Very punctual crew!

I'd forgotten about the 400-lb fireproof safe Rob got me. As the four mover men hoisted it off the truck, I wondered frantically where it should go -- while an excellent conversation piece, it's not worthy of living room status. Fortunately, each apartment has a laundry closet right on the patio, so I raced to look, and sure enough, the safe fit in there too. So the mover dudes huffed and puffed and got it into the closet.

Last night, I went back after work to unpack s'more while Broos attended his weekly game night. I heard running water in the bathroom, so I looked at the toilet and decided to shut the water off at the incoming valve. The valve snapped off in my hand. :) Fortunately, the water is merely trickling into the tank, however they are going to need a plumber to fix the valve. And he may as well check the seal on the tank while he's at it.

This weekend, Broos and I are talking about heading to that Fourth of July mecca, Ikea! Mamma needs a new couch! Shopping! Wheeeeeeee!