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Susana and Austin came to stay with us for a few days as they made their way along the East Coast. I realized as I was vacuuming after they left that they were our third set of houseguests in just under a month. I love having the familiar faces and the company, and other folks to get out and see the city with.  But I’m starting to understand why I always feel tired and like the weekends are flying by! Yet another reason why I’m like my mother (gasp!) — I enjoy being accommodating and taking in old friends and family.

Now Curtis and I get our chance to crash at someone else’s place (thanks, Saul!). We’re taking the Amtrak to Washington D.C. tonight to see the sites, drink and hang out with the Miyamotos/Saul/Andrew & Paige for the weekend. It’s supposed to be 90 and humid — the conditions are ripe for a Lydia meltdown, pun intended. I’ll post photos when we get back.

We stayed up all night watching the West Wing. When we realized it was already light outside we decided just to stay up, so we went for a walk through Prospect Park. The birds were chirping, the air was fresh, the ground was damp. We got to the Farmer’s Market before the stands were set up, and we got to Cousin John’s before they were open. Of course, when they let us in, they said they didn’t serve breakfast until ten – just pasteries for the time being. So we got a blueberry muffin fresh out of the oven and moved on. We ended up at Grecian Corner and got breakfast specials with a total bill of ~$8.50. Then, at 7:45a.m., bedtime.

Now it’s 3p.m. and time to start the day.

Twenty-three days after the movers picked up our stuff from Santa Monica and nine days after their “at the latest” delivery date, the van arrived.

Not only were the boxes a bit beaten up (I would assume nothing less from a cross-country move that changed hands a few times and took a month), many of them were soaking wet. Fortunately, mom wrapped and packed things so well that we only lost a pint glass and a few books. If Curtis and I had packed on our own, I have no doubt the damage would have been much worse.

This is the box in which Curtis’ computer was packed. The tower was bashed in and warped, but Curtis managed to rebuild and salvage it, and it appears to be working fine.

See other photos from before and during the move-in here.