We’ve bought a house.

The last four days have lasted approximately 3.7 million years, as my wife and I have done all of the following:

• Closed on the house
• moved in
• gotten most of the utilities turned on
• been informed that the gas (and thereby the heat) can’t be turned on until Monday
• discovered that in this part of the country the first of May is an excellent time for a snowstorm
• spent a few nights at Grandma’s due to said snowstorm in conjunction with lack of heat
• bought a new wireless router
• bought what seems like an absurd amount of food
• planned how to redecorate the house
• replanned how to decorate the house after a few minutes thought revealed the problems with our first plan
• discovered a Trapdoor of Mystery in the floor of the upstairs bedroom
• (I can’t tell you where the Trapdoor of Mystery goes, because then it wouldn’t be a mystery)
• drove all over this town and the next on roads made icy by the snowstorm, and
• slept, but not much.

I’m very tired, and now I’m going to bed.