Our first few days were spent trying to find a "home" for the following:
Boxes in the Living Room
After several days of working and eating out, it was time for a home-cooked meal. So, on the eve of Mom's departure, I cooked our first meal in our new apartment, fajitas. It was nothing fancy; just a packaged spice mix, some peppers, onions and chicken breasts, but there's nothing like cooking in a kitchen to make it feel like home.
There are many things that have still not found their home in our apartment, but my husband and I certainly have.