Our California Apartment

It's taking us longer than usual to unpack into our new apartment. There are a number of reasons for this, but the biggest is that we always seem to find something more interesting to do than empty more boxes. Charlie, for example, would rather swim than anything in the world. He usually has the pool to himself since the other Californians in the complex don't swim unless the outside temperature is above 65 degrees (wimps). And every time Marin settles in to organize the apartment, she remembers something else she needs from Costco. And Gil is working, always working, with very brief periods for sleeping and riding his new bike.

Here's a photo of the new casita (taken with Marin's new iPhone):

The window in the bottom right corner is ours. We have a tiny patio immediately behind the bushes. Right now it's pretty crowded with the bike trailer and the drying rack for wet swimsuits and towels.

All in all, we're settling in pretty well. The new ward is extremely friendly (it was almost alarming the way they all pounced on us when we walked into church last Sunday), and we're slowly discovering where everything is in the new neighborhood.