redbird | We have the keys

This morning

cattitude and I went to our new apartment, and the landlord gave us the keys. This is reassuring, in that I'd been having baseless "what if this isn't real?" thoughts in the last few days.

We were there for a couple of hours, while the landlord showed us everything, introduced us to the local handyman who was doing some small last-minute repairs, and then did a video walkthrough, in which he described where we were and said things like "this is all good" or "there are some minor marks here." Then we spent a few minutes looking at the yard, in the course of which Cattitude pointed out that the pretty vine wasn't just harmlessly climbing the vinyl siding, but growing under it, so the three of us removed most of the vine with our hands.

We have keys for the front door, and digital codes for the back doors (there's a lockable door between the porch and the rest of our apartment).

By then it was 1:00, and the nearby Chinese restaurant we had noticed is clsed for summer vacation, so we had lunch in Harvard Square and then came home, via Lizzy's for a pint of ginger ice cream.

*whew*

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Hurray! Happy new place!

Hurray!

Also, you went to an ice cream place that is new to me, I will have to check it out.

The main Lizzy's ice cream place is in Waltham; the one near Harvard Square is a hole in the wall on Church Street, with a couple of seats inside and a small table on the sidewalk, but they have a freezer of pre-packed pints and quarts, and also sell cones, cups, and sundaes.

Unlike Tosci's and Ranc's, Lizzy's has most of the same flavors every day; one of those reliable flavors is ginger, and I'm glad to have a reliable source of good ginger ice cream closer than New York's Chinatown.