urbpan | 3:00 snapshot #700 (Reply)

The boss' office in the Tropical Forest.

In Other News, we are moving. Like really moving. How do I know? In about a half hour we'll be unplugging the router from this apartment, bringing it to the Dedham House, and waiting for the installers to come and set up internet over there. No more internet in Brookline, which diminishes the appeal of this place considerably. We set up the new bed last night, which along with internet, was the last thing holding us back from really feeling like we lived there.

Of course, we also need to move the video game system over, and the many pieces of rock band equipment. Television isn't vital to us, but we need them to play video games and watch DVDs (computers will work for these purposes in a pinch, I understand).

Enough snow melted yesterday that we had a 15 by 15 foot square of bare ground to stand in, under the big pine trees. That alone made me so happy--here we bought this house for the giant yard, and for the first month and a half or so we've been unable to really enjoy it. (In fact, it's been a real negative, as we've shoveled twice as much snow as usual just trying to keep a dog run open--not that I'm complaining.) I don't even really want to do anything with it right away, just sit around with space all around me. And I keep saying I'm going to do this 100 species in my yard project (2 a week, and I'm 7 weeks behind) but I haven't settled into the place really. Now it begins. I'm terrified and excited!