This is what it looked like when we woke up this morning. A new view. We've slept our first night on mattresses in the new apartment among boxes and otherwise almost empty rooms and it felt really good. Today I've been to the old apartment picking up cooking utensils and the last of the food we had there, and we're going to pick up more things later today.

Right now I'm making a cassoulet that we're supposed to eat tomorrow evening when my partner, his sister and brother-in-law have helped us move the rest of our things. It feels good to be cooking in the new apartment as well, as if it's evidence of us living here now.