Back online (mostly)

The phones started working at the new house this afternoon, so I plugged everything in and I am posting from home. Everything isn't completely done, because I plan to switch the family/computer room over to our second phone line. I checked the wiring box and it looks pretty straightforward, I just have to look up the wire colors so I know what goes where. In the meantime, if you call me, the phone is busy.

The move went pretty well. Obviously it rained yesterday morning. It's the first time I have ever been rained on during a move. Maybe I shouldn't have ranted about church. I asked Linda what she wanted to do, and she said, "I'm tired of walking around boxes. I want to move." So we borrowed some tarps and told everyone who called that we were going anyway. We had lots of help and only a little rain actually fell on us. So we made the right call.

Boy are we enjoying the new house. It is uncanny how things have worked out. When we put our furniture in place, we look around and it feels as if we had the walls custom painted for us. Everything looks like we chose it.

Linda is loving the accessibility. She has used her wheelchair a good bit for unpacking because she can't carry things and walk at the same time. I've put some bars in the bathroom for her already, and that is easy. All of the interior doors are big and have lever handles. The attention to detail is terrific. I laughed and laughed when I realized that even the toilet-paper dispensers are accessible (you'll see what I mean when you visit)!

Walking is hard. The carpet is new and springy and she is really having to adjust and be careful.

We're already leaving our mark. We weren't even done moving when I knocked a jar of jam out of the refridgerator and chipped one of the kitchen tiles. I told Linda, "Oops, we broke the house. It's ours now." Those tiles are like stone; we'll probably not chip another one for 5 years.


Ellie is home early from day care today, not feeling well. When I picked her up, she declared, "I puked." I guess she wanted to make sure I understood because the puked on my about 10 minutes later. She's napping now and will probably feel better later.

You'll probably not be surprised that, being sick, she wanted to go back to her old house today. I told her that it wouldn't comfort her, but she wanted to go and we went. I figured that going would be the best way for her to realize that she did actually want to be at her new house. We picked up a few things, and, when she decided she was hot, we left. I doubt that she'll be too interested in an empty, hot house for long.