Homecoming

In six months or so, I'll probably have a post called "Coming Home", which will be the opposite of this one.

I just signed all the papers and paid the money and got the keys to my own house here in London. I am now officially a resident.

After signing all the papers, I went over to the house, unlocked the door and walked around. The light switches all work, the fridge is cold, the stove and oven works. But the company that was supposed to install the washing machine, didn't. They delivered it, but since it's a new kitchen, they didn't have the tools to plumb it and finish the install. So they're supposed to come tomorrow morning and install it then.

The backyard still needs serious attention, but I'm assured that it will be done soon.

Other than that, there's nothing in the place but a phone book.

And as I walked through the bedrooms, I realized that none of them have closets. Hmm... I'm not sure what we'll do about that, but we'll think of something.

Dave