Things are still pretty temporary around here. We have tissue paper on the walls marking spots for artwork. Said artwork is stacked against bookshelves, walls, and tables all over the apartment. Surfboards and tools are looking for their final homes. Books and other treasures are being arranged, slowly.
But it's starting to feel like our home.
No flowers quite yet - I even stopped and took a look at the market but nothing there jumped out at me. Next week I think we'll be in prettification mode.