It's okay. The search was long and tiring. It's bigger than the old place, and quieter. A bit cold. The oven is broken. The water pressure and heat leave things to be desired. And I seem to be allergic either to the dirt the former tenants left behind, or the cleaning products we used to remove it. I'm getting moved in, getting used to the longer walk to work.
This post's theme word: columbarium, "a vault with niches for storing urns" or "a dovecote or pigeon house."