Moved in this weekend. My apartment is in East Boston, in this wonderful little ethnic neighbourhood full of corner groceries and hole-in-the-wall restaurants. And, amazingly, it is even nicer in person than in the photos. The building is a converted school building, and the apartments are converted classrooms - so hardwood floors, high ceilings, huge windows, etc. Plus the grand staircase in the lobby.
Robin is alternating between 'explore neat new place' and 'OMG scary must squish self into smallest nook available' modes and helpfully discovered the gap in the kitchen baseboards that allowed him to hide behind the dishwasher for most of a day. He was out and about when I left this morning though.
Commute on the T was annoying, but not horrible (too much standing room only on the first leg of the trip). Awesome local grocery is awesome -- I totally need recipes for Hispanic dishes. I didn't even recognise half the food in the grocery.
Anyway, lots of tours and orientations and getting to know places and people at work this week. Comcast coming to hook up my internet on Saturday morning (how ever will I survive?) and then picking up
rainbowmagnolia on Saturday afternoon for a long weekend and job schmoozing (so good thoughts requested). Also haunting freecycle and begging
shadesong's local friends for furniture.