
We officially moved in on Saturday after multiple trips back and forth from the apartment to the house to the storage unit to the apartment and on and on. Moving in makes this whole thing a lot more 'real' that's for sure. It's much different when you can't go home at night because you
are at home! Moving out of the apartment meant that we also needed to move our boat trailer which was parked behind our building. We figured now that we have a nice big backyard, we'd just wheel it back there until we store the boat for the season. Only one minor detail stood in the way - it wouldn't fit between our house and our neighbor's via our shared driveway. I suggested we just leave the thing in our front yard, I mean our house is pretty ghetto already and it would only be for a couple weeks, but Craig was determined. He ended up cutting the bolts that connect the axle to the trailer (essentially removing the wheels that stuck out on both sides). Then, in total MacGyver fashion, he jimmied a plank under the base of the trailer and we used a hand truck to drag the tailer body into the backyard. The wheels/axle are temporarily laying on the side of the house.
Saturday night was the first night in the house. I didn't sleep much because I constantly thought I was hearing things (mice?, bats?, ghosts?). But in the next couple nights I found solutions for that (wine and/or a loud fan).
Half of the upstairs is really our 'living area' complete with area rugs, a zip-up covered clothes rack and our TV (minus cable). The kitchen is half kitchen half working space and the kitchen sink functions as both our kitchen sink and our bathroom sink - at least for now. The good news is the shower isn't bad at all -- plenty of hot water. Keeping your feet clean after you get out of the shower is another story:)