My name’s on the door

They finally managed to put my name on the door, so I guess I have officially moved in? The apartment felt like home early on, which was a pleasant surprise. It’s decorated, not counting some minor things left to do, mostly involving cable management, but also hanging two paintings. I need to buy some stuff too, like cutlery for example (borrowing the essentials at the moment), but that’ll have to wait until I feel better. It’s another day on the couch for me, alas.