The house is functional. We have all of the large furniture moved, internet set up, dishes mostly unpacked, and a play room full of toys. We bought a washer and dryer at an Arc Thrift store, and they seem to work perfectly well.
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Things I'm enjoying about the new place:
1. large shower stall with nice tile floors and a built-in bench in the master bathroom. It's nice just to have a second bathroom to ourselves (and thus not full of step stools and potties). But the shower is quite nice. It really is so much better than standing in a bath tub to take a shower.
2. Play room with french doors. I can see what the kids are doing even when the doors are closed, but I don't have to put up with quite so much noise. Don't get me wrong, I can still hear them. The shrill noises are just conveniently dampened.
3. Porcelain tub. It's in the "kid's bathroom", and it's not a claw foot, but it is certainly an upgrade from the shallow, formed-plastic tub at the apartment. It's deeper, and it doesn't slowly, quietly drain while you're taking a bath. Also, it cleans phenomenally easily.
4. The neighbors. To one side, we have middle-aged military veteran (long-term) renters who are extremely personable and full of smiles. To the other side, we have a quiet family with one, school-aged daughter remaining at home. Across the way, another quiet household from which we've only met one member so far. Everyone seems exceptionally neighborly.
Things I'm not enjoying so much:
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2. It's so big. This will be nice in the future, but I'm only a few weeks from the big day with baby E, and chasing three kids and two dogs across a house that is almost 2.5 times the size of my old apartment is proving... uncomfortable to say the least. It seems like I spend a lot more time "taking breaks" on the couch or at the dining table.
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The move really wore me out. I had a few days of concern surrounding it during which my doctors were concerned I might have high blood pressure, but it turned out I was probably just dehydrated since I wasn't keeping track of my water intake while things were being moved. It took me most of this week to really recover from that.
Baby E and I are scheduled for surgical separation on the 26th of this month, only 5 days before his predicted due date. I'm excited to meet him, and to have my body to myself (more or less) again, but we still have a few loose ends to tie up. We need to put his crib together, order some cloth diapers, and actually settle on a car seat still. I do hate waiting until the last minute.
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