It's official: we have an apartment, the loft we wanted. Chris mailed us an official form the other day, so we caught the 86 bus to the Post Office in Brighton at about 8:30 am and picked it up, which we got notarized at my bank a little later. The background check company called around noon. The woman was excessively giggly. We passed apparently, and the place is ours.
I helped David and Dan paint their living room this evening. It was red, and now it's white. I was surprised by how many types of white paint the hardware store sold (Navajo White? What does that mean?), and this shade doesn't really match the original, but whatever.
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