Today was delivery day. The arrival window was 9-11 a.m., and I didn't wake up until 9:20, leading to a few minutes of panic while I ascertained that I had not, in fact, failed to respond to phone calls and/or door bell and/or knocking. I got a call a little while later saying they wouldn't arrive until noon, which increased my will-they-be-done-in-time-for-me-to-pick-u
Most of the boxes are in the basement, where I will have to find time to open and sort through them. We swapped the eat-in kitchen table and instead of having not nearly enough chairs scattered around the house, we now have a few too many (which is just fine). I've already hung a half dozen or so pictures.
And I've also found still more things that do not belong to me, that will need to be delivered to our former renters, who, conveniently, now live in New York State. Depending on how much there is, maybe we should arrange a visit to do the handoff.