news flash, part deux

We did it. We signed a lease. The apartment is nice-enough, sunny-enough and up three flights of stairs. Moving in should be a HOOT! So goodbye dreary suburb. Goodbye lawn and lemon tree. We're movin' to the great big city! In two weeks. Typically, I need a crisis to respond in any meaningful way, and so this should suit me just fine. My parents, lovely people, have agreed to come help with heavy lifting (of the furniture and baby-care varieties), with very little brow-beating on my part. I am so grateful I could cry.