So, I live in Brooklyn now.

The big move took place a few days ago. Huge props to filkerdave for providing enormous moral and logistical support throughout both Saturday (when we basically packed my entire kitchen, then drove over an initial carload of Non-Truckable Things) and Sunday (when the actual movers came). Stats as posted to Facebook on Sunday evening:

Load-out: ~2.75 hrs.
Load-in: ~2.25 hrs.
Grief-related meltdowns: only 1.5.
On the whole, a successful move.

(trowa_barton: "What constitutes half a meltdown?" One full-on, standing out on 116th St. by the truck, to the point where the moving guys asked if everything was OK; one momentary, later, after all the hauling was done, when we made shehecheyanu over well-earned gin and tonics.)

Barbara and Arnold were passing through town and came over Brooklynward just at the right time to see the place and go out for Indian food with us, so that was perfect.

Then two days of work, and then I went on a 2-day work retreat to the Hamptons (which was only mildly eventful, in a nice and not-very-work-related way), so I am now back.

The good news is, as of this afternoon (shortly before I returned), we now have hot & cold running Internet! So I am not just back, but back online. The even better news is, I have a comp day tomorrow, so I will be home to (a) unpack, (a') maybe do laundry, (b) catch up on email, (c) visit with DF, and (d) get the cooking gas installed sometime between noon and 6pm.

But right now, I get to GO TO BED and that is the best news of all.