Have you missed me? I know I've missed you.
Our local AT&T techs, Mikey and Rodney, are my true heroes.
Every other service person I talked to (seven different people and about a dozen different phone calls over eleven days - not counting the original agent I talked to almost a month ago) should be ashamed of their "work". Phone service transferred easy peasy in the move, but Internet was like getting a man on the moon.
Oh, wait. Getting a man on the moon was probably easier.
Well, so here we are getting moved in. A three-car garage full of everything we own. Except cars.
Guest bedroom. Before...
The view through the french doors in living room:
The view from the dinner table of The Park:
It looks like this when we open the front door:
And look who's home to greet you at the doorstep!
There's still plenty of moving-in to do, but we are truly at home now, and it feels good. Come see us some time.