Breaking it in

Eyes are cloudy with the remnants of a heavy and deep sleep. It took only a few moments to realize I was in an unfamiliar place. I peered through my half-shut eyelids to see a beautiful sunrise. The sun had yet to peek over the horizon, but was painting the calm morning sky with beautiful hues. Splashed with blue, yellow, orange and red, I knew from the first time we saw the place I would have to sleep in a room that had windows. It is a very simple pleasure, but one that I cannot go without. I love to embrace a new day with the sun filling the room. Even on days when I have to go to work, it makes for a perfect beginning.

This was my new home. Our home. Karen and I purchased the house that will be a place to rest our heads for many years to come. This morning's sunrise was a perfect metaphor for the sunrise of our life. The married years.

I tried to watch the Penguins in their second game of the opening playoff series against the Senators last night, but Versus chose to air a different game. It was a great game, but it still wasn't my Pens. The Capitols and Flyers was the game they chose to air, and it didn't disappoint. The Caps had a one goal lead early in the second and watched it evaporate to a two goal deficit (4-2) by the second intermission. They came out on fire in the third and tied it 4-4 in order to open the curtain on the stage for Ovechkin's performance. The second best player in the league stole the puck and scored the winning goal with little more than four minutes to play. Awesome. I love to see the Flyers lose. They're the Ravens of the NHL. Hate 'em. I loved the fact that the Devils lost to the Rangers, too. I hate them, too, and they're the team in the East that worries me. If the Rangers take care of them first, I would feel much better about our chances for the cup.

Another first in the new house was the visit to The Office. All of my male readers should completely understand what is to follow. Now, some of you females out there are probably aware that there are two distinct types of commodes out there in the world, well the American world anyway since we're not in a third world country where they do business in a hole. There are round bowls and elongated bowls here in the states. The latter is eloquently described by one particular web site: a classically styled oval shape for maximum comfort. These are the types that are usually used when space is not a concern. This type is luckily the type in our master bathroom. For some reason, this commode was a little loose. The two nuts on the studs weren't tight and I guess I was either too lazy to find a wrench or was too concerned about making a deposit to take the time to tighten them properly. Off to the spare bathroom in the hallway. I had already noticed before, during our initial walk-through of the house before purchase, that this particular depository was of the round variety. Granted, this bathroom is a little smaller, but had ample room for a more adequate oval bowl. Was two inches really that much more expensive? I'm not terribly concerned since this bathroom will not be the one that I use the most. When I sat down, I was immediately disappointed. Most of you guys out there, and even you girls that were around for one particular beer-laden discussion, know of the problem of which I speak. That icy cold feeling when the third appendage touches the cold and wet internal area of the bowl is far from pleasant. Oh well. I guess I asked for it since I was too lazy to fix my john in the master bath. That will be wrenching priority number one tonight.

To sum it up, the first night to sleep in the new home was a good one. I will have to get used to all the walking involved in getting from one end of the house to the other. It seems there are more corners to turn and more carpet and tile to cover when leaving the bedroom for the kitchen. Maybe the twenty-three hundred square feet will sink in eventually. It's a good thing and I'm loving it already.

CZ