On a positive note, the movers got everything here safely on Friday morning, and now I can barely move around the boxes.

Well, this apartment needs some work. When I actually signed the lease and came into the apartment, I started to notice some problems. There were quite a few cracks in the walls, even though it was just painted the week before. Every spot that has linoleum needs to be replaced (and they are just slapping another layer on top of the old one). The air conditioner was left on for several days while it was being painted, and the condensing coils froze. When they started to melt, it leaked through loft, through a smoke detector, and onto the livingroom floor.

Unfortunately Camille and the kids are going to stay another week in Ithaca while these repairs are done. I do not want them to inhale the paint and glue (for the linoleum) fumes. Also unfortunately, I sprinted across the living room to get to my phone because I thought Camille was calling me. In the process I kicked the coffee table/chest and probably broke the 4th toe phalanges on my left foot. I have iced and splinted it, but it still hurts. It is starting to bruise up. I told my Dad that it does not smell like gangrene yet, in case he was worried.

And the phone call was not even Camille. Sigh…